Zhong Qing continued to talk to herself: "It's really strange. I was still looking at it then. Why can't I find it now?"
Zhong Qing didn't notice anything was wrong with Yi Jian at all. She called out to Yi Jian and said with a bit of childishness: "Young Marshal, can you help me look for it and see where it went?"
Yi Jian's face had completely turned cold.
After dinner, now, as soon as he stopped being angry, she remembered her photo!
Is there nothing else in her brain except Zhuoran, Zhuoran, Zhuoran?!
Yi Jian just felt like a fire was burning in her heart, and she was very uncomfortable.
He gasped and threw the towel in his hand to the ground with a "pop".
Zhong Qing paused, looked at Yi Jian suspiciously, and asked softly: "What's wrong with you, young marshal?"
Yi Jian silently walked to the clothes rack, stretched out his hand, took out the photo from his pocket, and held it between his fingertips, his fingers trembling slightly, his voice was terrifyingly cold: "Looking for this?
"
Zhong Qing raised her head and smiled immediately when she saw the familiar photo: "Why are you here?"
As Zhong Qing spoke, she walked towards Yi Jian and stretched out her hand to take the photo from his hand. Who knew that Yi Jian suddenly changed her strength and threw the photo out the window.
The loving smile suddenly froze.
Why does he still have his own photo?
She turned around and ran towards the window. She only saw the photo, which floated down happily. When the wind blew, it blew into the lake in her hometown.
Zhong Qing's face turned pale all of a sudden. She glared at Yi Jian displeasedly and said with a bit of anger, "Why did you throw him away?"
Yi Jian said nothing, with a sneer on her lips.
Seeing Yi Jian's expression, Zhong Qing felt her whole body go cold. She gritted her teeth, turned around, and ran out the door.
While running, he called Xu Ang: "Xu Ang, Xu Ang, go help me pick up the photos, they are in the lake!"
Xu Ang heard the noise and hurriedly appeared at the door. Just as he was about to ask, Yi Jian quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhong Qing's body, glared at Xu Ang, "Get out!"
Then he brought Zhong Qing in front of him, stared at Zhong Qing's eyes tightly, and said word by word: "Sleep!"
