Cha Qing Luo was the most full after the barbecue.
At night, everyone brought their own tents and slept in them. The next morning, they left the mountain early.
Without thinking, Cha Qing Luo pulled on yang manqin's sleeve and whispered,""Master, I'll share a tent with you. We'll sleep together."
As she spoke, Cha Qing Luo smiled happily, her eyes shining brightly.
He was like a child who had received a gift.
It was as if he was hiding a secret and was carefully sharing it with others.
This was the feeling that Cha Qing Luo gave off.
Yang manqin looked at Cha Qing Luo and her hand that was tugging at her sleeve. She didn't understand why she was so happy.
Seeing that yang manqin didn't object, Cha Qing Luo quickly said,""I'll share a tent with yang manqin. We'll sleep together. "
When Cha Qing Luo said this, Nan jiateng's hand paused.
He was setting up a tent.
