My Mother's Portrait Eyes Were Blue
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Haoze smiled. "It's you. That's true. Other than you, no one else dares to come at this time."
He propped himself up on the bed with one hand, and the bedding on his body slid down as well. The lights in the confinement room would be switched off when it was time. Therefore, at this time, the confinement room was pitch black. There were two small windows at the front and back, and a glimmer of moonlight coming in under the weak light. Qin Shu's tall and slender figure could be seen walking over.
From the start, he had underestimated this woman.
Qin Shu walked to the bed, looked down at Haoze who was sitting on the bed, and teased: "Aren't you a high-rank Gu master? Where are those small bamboo tubes you had earlier?"
Haoze said: "I do have them, but they are not suitable for use at this time. It is so late, why are you here?"
Qin Shu nodded. "Well, when I came last night, I was in a hurry, so I didn't have time to ask you."