Unable to hold it in anymore, he placed his hands on the table and said, "Sister Qiao, why don't you get someone else to help you guard that black gunpowder secret recipe? It's not safe for you to leave it with me. If I accidentally lose it…"
Qin Si's heart raced at this thought.
His heart pounded.
He wanted to return it to her even more now. "In short, it's not safe for you to leave it with me."
Qiao Nian had already eaten half of her bread. She placed the remaining half back on the plate and glanced at Qin Si with her clear black eyes.
Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, she reached out and asked, "Then give it to me."
"Okay." Afraid that she would regret it, Qin Si scurried back to the room and brought her the black notebook.
Qiao Nian casually took it, pulled out a chair, and said, "I'll put it in my room."
