Long Yan walked down the stairs. Seeing that the rain had lightened, he walked straight out of the house and said, " "Brother Yan, I'll go back first." After he finished speaking, he didn't forget to sneak a glance at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing only nodded slightly, not even standing up to send him off. It was a very normal reaction. He really didn't look like he had any psychological burden after doing something to him just now, and he didn't look like a GAY man who wanted to bend him. Long Yan tugged at his hair. He was thinking too much.
"Young master long, please bring an umbrella."
The Butler handed him an umbrella. Long Yan took it and whistled. "Thanks."