Bai Ling's mood became better. Even in such a safe and high-end house, Bai Ling still habitually held the knife in her hand, and lay directly on the bed with the clean black leather jacket Wen Ruyu gave her today.

When did Bai Ling wake up so late? During this period of time, everyone has been tense, even if they are sleeping, how many people dare to relax? It stands to reason that getting up at eight o'clock is already very early!

"Where's Wen Ruyu?" Bai Ling looked at Bai Xiaoxi, obviously planning to change clothes.

"Brother Wen is downstairs now!" Bai Xiaoxi showed his white teeth, smiled, and said mysteriously, "Sister, you don't know, it turns out that Uncle Han can make things, and the things he makes are delicious. It's almost gone!"