Inn
That night really frightened Lin Qiao. It used to be just dreams, but now she saw it with her own eyes. She saw the villain throw the bandit down the mountain with her own eyes.
It wasn't that she felt the bandit didn't deserve to die, given all the bad things he'd done. She just realized the villain might throw her down the mountain too.
No, she needed to continue "pleasing" the villain.
After tossing and turning for a while, sleep overtook her, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.
When she woke up again, Song Tingfan had returned and was sitting nearby, fanning her.
Although his expression was lackluster, at a glance, he appeared quite handsome and innocent.
Even when she was afraid, Lin Qiao couldn't help but marvel at how handsome the villain was. Ahem, she sat up, "Where did you go?"
"I went to the government."
Song Tingfan noticed her hair, which had stuck to the side of her face. He reached out and moved it aside, then said, "Eat?"
