C315 White Tea with Clear and Bright Leaves 22

It was a little cold at night. Qi Rong was standing in the middle of the court. Mu Zi walked out from behind him and smiled, "Little Four."

Qi Rong turned his head and saluted respectfully: "Greetings sir, why have you come here?"

Holding a folding fan in his hand, Mu Zi smiled seductively, "The night is long, and Little Four is alone. Do you also feel lonely?"

"Mr. Ye must be joking