C45 Rescue the President's Literary Villain Boss(9)

When he returned to the rented house, Faang Qingyu's face was still blank, but his eyes were filled with extreme brightness.

"Qingyu, what did you do just now? You went down in a hurry and didn't even put on any clothes." Faang's Mother held her stomach and walked out of the room coughing.

The room was small and dark. One could see pots and pans at a glance. In order to save electricity