As the door opened, what came into view was someone holding an ice cream, walking over, looking at Xia Qingqian's disheveled appearance and asking confusedly, "Qian Qian, what happened to you? Did you get into a fight?"
He then stepped forward, with a mischievous gaze lingering on Xia Qingqian's delicate neck, "Oh, you got a hickey! Such a big and dense one!"
"Huan! What are you talking about?" With Beitang Huan's comment and stare, she immediately blushed, quickly opened the door, and walked inside.
Beitang Huan also followed her, slipping inside, keeping pace with Xia Qingqian, and walked to the wardrobe. He packed the clothes that Beitang Yao would need for the week into an eighteen-inch suitcase.
"Qian Qian, Brother Yao finding you is truly his blessing!" Beitang Huan pulled a chair over, sat down, eating his ice cream while watching Xia Qingqian seriously organize Beitang Yao's clothes.
