On the verge of widowhood

What else can Bai Qing say?

With a complicated mood, he hummed in the darkness.

After picking up the money, Bai Zi confidently hugged him and slept with him under the same quilt.

Fortunately, it was just chaos and no substantial progress was made.

Bai Zi lay flat and intertwined fingers with Bai Qing: "Qingqing is short of money?"

"Ok?"

Bai Qing couldn't guess what Bai Zi was thinking anyway, so he simply asked, "What's wrong?"

"Qingqing seems to care about 40..."

Bai Qing frowned with a headache, Bai Zi really has no concept of money transactions, this is a big problem, so panic.

"I don't care about 40...but you can't just throw it away."

Bai Zi gave a thoughtful acknowledgment and then suddenly turned over: "But a wishing pool in our clan is full of this..."

"..."