"Meow?"
Xiao Mao couldn't help but think that Mu Ting Ye's mother seemed to think of something wrong about Yu Shi Lan.
Yu Shi Lan was confused. 'What are you talking about, Xiao Mao?'
Isn't it just scrutinizing her son's friend?
Xiao Mao felt that her intuition told her that something is wrong, but seeing that Yu Shi Lan was already being brought to the new room by Mu Ting Ye, she chose to restrain this thought and kept it to herself.
Mu Ting Ye saw Yu Shi Lan's expression was normal and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
It was still too early.
The two of them were only 17 and 18 years old respectively.
He felt that if he dared to talk about this kind of thing… Mu Ting Ye's father will come and break his legs.
Even though he's a cultivator, Mu Ting Ye knew that he had to respect his father.
