C550 It's Raining

Bo Qichen looked out the window. His dark eyes were half closed and his thin lips were slightly parted. "It's raining."

She was still a little stunned. "Yeah, it's raining."

He looked at her. "It's troublesome tonight."

... "You're welcome."

Why was everything so coincidental?

After dinner, Tang Qingge pulled the folding bed open and her brain was still unable to react