C166 Nanshan Cultivation

seven-thirty

Ning Lo promptly rushed back to his home in South Mountain Courtyard.

Although it was a Sunday, Lin Qianxue, who had gotten into the habit of sleeping early and waking up early, was still awake.

Seeing Ning Lo tiptoeing in, Lin Qianxue, who was still on her bed, coughed.

"Hehe, my wife, you're awake?"

"How can I not wake up? I lost my husband in the middle of the night