C65 Slight jealousy

"Which bastard stole my Aloe!"

At 6: 30 in the morning, a pig-slaughtering howl came from downstairs. The guilty Qin Yichen recovered from her meditative state, and looked down through the window, only to see a middle-aged woman in her forties wearing a plaid pajamas cursing in her courtyard. When she woke up in the morning