Lin Chaoyan blushed and her eyes turned red. She nodded in relief.
Before she could finish the wine, she was already drunk. Hence, Lin Qingqian helped her to her room to rest. After that, she turned back and looked at the half-eaten dishes. She was not in the mood to clean up. She sat down again and was about to drink when the barking of a dog sounded from outside the door.
The dogs in the mountain village were very familiar with the locals and wouldn't bark unless a stranger entered the village.
Who would come so late at night?
Just as Lin Qingqian put down her cup and was about to get up to take a look, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the door. He was wearing a long black coat, and his well-defined fingers were carrying two bags of things.
She suspected that she had seen wrongly and raised her hand to rub her eyes. The man walked closer, and his aura instantly woke her up from her thoughts.