Palace saint didn’t open his eyes. Instead, he said in an unquestionable tone, “Everyone, get out. No one is to move without my orders.”
Bai Lang:”...”
Palace saint, you’re still protecting the little fairy at this point? !
He couldn’t help but exclaim, “A good father is a bad son... Oh No, I should say... It’s a problem of spoiling women...”
Everyone left as instructed, and when Gong Sheng was the only one left in the room.
Only then did Gong Sheng slowly open his eyes.
Yun Qiao’s bag was left beside the bed.
Gong Sheng carefully avoided the cat fur on the bag and pinched the hairless side. He moved it close to his nose and sniffed her scent.
Finally, he said hoarsely, “Stupid woman with no conscience...”
He was already like this, but she was still fooling around outside?
= = =
In the wee hours of the morning, Gong Sheng fell asleep again in a daze.
He was very thirsty.
