"Change the sheets?" Fu Jiu tried to remind this god that it was nighttime. "Why change the sheets at night…"
An icy half-smile was still lingering on Qin Mo's lips, and he only crisply said four words: "It pollutes my eyes."
"Fine." Fu Jiu remembered that this god was a neat freak and called Chen Xiaodong in.
Chen Xiaodong tried extremely hard to signal his young master with his eyes.
He thought that he had seen Young Master Qin kissing "him."
He wanted to know whether it was true.
"Get a fresh sheet and change this." Fu Jiu didn't notice his little butler's expression at all.
Chen Xiaodong's mouth was badly twitching.
Fu Jiu lifted her eyebrows. "What is it!"
Chen Xiaodong wanted to give her some obvious hints, but he saw that Young Master Qin was standing next to the ceiling-to-floor window and turning the pages of a book. His voice was extremely low as he said, "Take the stuff in the drawer with you and throw them away."
