Beiming Qinghan nodded,"alright."
After saying this, beiming Qinghan elegantly walked into the room.
Lin weiyue was dumbfounded.
She was just being polite. What she meant was for beiming Qinghan to say that she would go back first.
He did not expect that beiming Qinghan would really come in.
Lin weiyue blinked her eyes. She was still in a state of confusion and shock.
This ... This was still the Prince Consort of the princess's Manor?
Was this really beiming Qinghan? No disguise?
Lin weiyue really couldn't believe it.
However, she was not stupid enough to ask him anything. She quickly sat beiming Qinghan down and poured him a cup of tea.
Beiming Qinghan looked at Lin weiyue's busy figure, especially when she was wearing her inner clothes and her wet long hair was let down. Her face was still red from the shower and she had the beauty of time.