C384 A Good Thing That Has Been Interrupted

Inside the kitchen, Wei Ying was washing the vegetables. Her fingers, which were as white as spring onions, seemed even whiter when compared to the lush green vegetable leaves.

Zhao Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, walked over, and said to Wei Ying, "If Chu Yao doesn't come back tonight, can we sleep in a room?"

Speaking of which, ever since Chu Yao had moved in