The subtle sound of unlocking disturbed Yaoyao's sensitive nerves.
Yaoyao suddenly opened her starry eyes and looked at the direction of the door intently.
Thief? Who is so ignorant that he would steal into the ancestral hall? They are all ancestral tablets, and there is no shortage of people to worship them. We need to steal them back to pay homage.
Yaoyao's self-deprecating mouth had a slight smile, and there was another sound of the lock being opened and pulled,
Yaoyao's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but twist up slightly,
Could it be that Leng Haofeng was so angry that he lost his mind and left again, hoping to have a fight with Yaoyao?
Thinking of this, Yaoyao's heart went cold.
Damn Leng Haofeng, he bullied Yaoyao when she was hungry. He is obviously a despicable and shameless person!
One day, Yaoyao will get these debts back with interest!
Yaoyao bit her lip tightly and swore secretly in her heart!
Locking and locking carefully... the clicking sound still disturbed Yaoyao's sensitive ears.
Yaoyao felt something was wrong again. Leng Haofeng had the key, so of course he wouldn't pick the lock secretly like this!
This sound is obviously destroying the lock!
It's not a thief, it's not Leng Haofeng, then who is it?
Yaoyao couldn't think of anyone else in the Leng Mansion who stayed up late at night and came to see her out of kindness.
If so, the playful father-in-law Leng Ran and mother-in-law would come to visit Xia Yaoyao.
However, in the dead of night, it is estimated that there will not be so many people coming to the ancestral hall to visit Yaoyao.
A handsome black figure gently opened the door and looked inside the ancestral hall.
Yaoyao was going to pretend to be dead and keep silent. Anyway, she was huddled in the corner now, and she couldn't be found unless she looked carefully...
Shadow looked at the figure in the corner through the cold moonlight, frowned, stepped lightly, and leaned over.
With the moonlight on her back, Yaoyao couldn't see clearly who was coming, so she couldn't help but said alertly: "Who?"
After hearing Yaoyao's voice, Shadow turned around and gently closed the half-open door.
Yaoyao was now even more puzzled. Could it be that she had encountered a flower picker?