Night fell, and the cowardly Zhou Jiao carefully held Zhang Guoqing's hand as they walked along the path. Um, if it weren't for this bizarre disguise...
Hmm, Zhang Guoqing estimated he would be happier, just look at how nice the night is, and how obedient the little wife beside him is.
After walking a while, seeing that the figures ahead disappeared, Zhou Jiao nudged Zhang Guoqing's waist with her other hand. After following for so long, have we finally arrived?
"Slow down your steps, we should be close."
Not far from a country road, stood one of the few blue brick houses, five large rooms, including a kitchen, a storage room, and even an outhouse in the yard.
At that moment, two men stood inside one of the rooms, one tall and one short. The tall one was the same Xiao Liu who had been following along the way.
