"Hey, I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't said anything." Qin Nuan laughed, "But these two are of such different ages, you can't imagine how the older one looks, nor the younger one, how do you compare?"
Qhianqhian pouted, "Forget about that, here's the token for you, I'll... have a moment first." Saying so, she took off her shoes and sat on the bed, "Don't let anyone in casually, especially not men, particularly old men."
Qin Nuan nodded, she understood now was not the time to interrupt Luo Qianqian.
Jingjing sat quietly on the side.
Closed off properly, feeling the Inner Strength cultivation technique circulating along the internal route of the first level, perfect.
The second level, a bit sluggish, but overall still quite smooth.
The third level, somewhat slow, sweat beads appearing on the forehead...
"Are you stupid?" The old man rolled his eyes, coming out from Luo Qianqian's bag, "Are you showing off your lower limit of intelligence?"
