"Yixuan, throw the mouse back into the room."
Lin Jinlong's handsome face turned black, and for a moment, he had the urge to chop the mouse into a mush.
"Okay."
Lin Yixuan kicked out, accurately sending the mouse back into the room through the door crack.
Mo Canglan casually closed the door to prevent the mouse from running away again.
"Miss Ye, the mouse is gone. You can get down now, right?"
Lin Jinlong forcefully resisted the urge to dump Ye Qingying onto the ground. He had reached the limit of his patience.
"Sister, are you alright? Your face is so pale from fright."
Ye Qinghan only just realized the problem at this moment. She ran over in a few steps, pulling her sister down from Lin Jinlong's body.
Like receiving a pardon, Lin Jinlong charged out of Wen Garden like the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ye Qingying's delicate face quickly turned from white to red, burning hot like a ripe tomato.
Ah, the flourishing peach blossom luck of Fifth Brother!