Since the source had already been found, the boat play naturally had nothing left to see. To prevent burning her eyes, and for fear of harming her pure and tender heart, when she saw the couple becoming more intimate and finding their way to the bed in the heat of the moment, He Qing decisively turned her head away and walked out without a second thought.
At the moment she closed the door, she inadvertently glanced at Wan Yilei's slightly open tiny purse and saw half of a square black tube poking out. It seemed familiar, unusually familiar.
She thought to herself: It looks like Wan Yilei truly loves this lip gloss from Yu Dandan. Even in such a blended and brewed moment, she didn't forget to carry it with her...
Walking on the road, He Qing was still puzzled.
