Luo Qiao cooperatively said, "Yo, whose young master has run over here?"
Lu Yichen laughed, "Delivery to the door, wanna make an appointment?"
Luo Qiao held back a smile, "First, inspect the goods."
Lu Yichen pulled her over, "Already in bed, no returns."
Speaking of which, he even turned off the lamp on the bedside table beside him, signifying another wild night ahead.
The next morning, Luo Qiao was planning to visit Lu Yiting, so she got up not too late.
After breakfast, she received a call from Old Master Yuan, "Hello, Qiaoqiao."
"Grandpa Yuan, why are you calling me?"
"Grandpa has a favor to ask."
"Grandpa Yuan, what's this about asking for a favor? You're being too formal with me."
"Then I'll just say it. But don't feel obliged, if it's possible it's possible, if not, just forget I asked, okay?"
"What is it?"
"Do you still have any of that tiger bone liquor you gave me before?"
"Your legs acting up again?"
