C886 It Was a Trap

As the moon hung high in the trees, the carriage slowly came to a stop at the entrance of the estate. Xiao Rongjuan was the first to jump down, holding onto his clothes, and then turned to help Ruan Qingge, whose fingers were as delicate as spring onions.

He bent one knee slightly, keeping the other foot flat on the ground, so Ruan Qingge could step down using his thigh as a step