C296 Poetry Society (8)

When Zhuo Qingyan opened her eyes, the room was filled with candles. Her hand was still in Chu Yi Chen's hand, and she smiled as she sat up, her smile was especially crafty.

"What kind of benefits did you get?" Chu Yi Chen saw her like this and immediately asked with a smile.

"How long is this?" Zhuo Qingyan asked instead of answering.

Chu Yi Chen looked at the hourglass in the palace