Qiaoqiao wasn't thinking as much as he was, lazily leaning against him, raising her head to ask, "Ah Ze, why does Uncle want such a big black pearl?"
Qin Yize hesitated for a moment, shook his head, "It's hard to determine, but you'll find out the day after tomorrow when we go to the ranch."
After saying that, he tidied up the bathroom, took Qiaoqiao's hand, and returned to the bedroom. Qiaoqiao stood on the floor, watching Qin Yize skillfully make the bed and place the pillows, a smile gracing her lips. Her man's getting more adept and experienced at doing these things.
When Qin Yize was done with the bed, Qiaoqiao snuggled in, while Qin Yize leaned against the headboard on the other side, picking up a book to read.
"Ah Ze, why didn't Uncle tell me, even if not me, why didn't he tell the Old Patriarch? If he's looking for such things, Great Grandfather would surely have some ideas."
