Zhan Xiang looked at the dimly lit and depressing room, and gave an order to his followers with an expressionless face, "Search like a carpet, don't miss any place!"
The entourage came in one after another, opened the curtains and pushed open the windows.
The room suddenly became brighter.
Immediately afterwards, I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, even leaving the vases and curtains behind.
There were not many things in the room, and it was almost clear at a glance. The followers rummaged through it several times in a short period of time.
Just lift the bed.
Yi Qingqing was "awoke", lifted up the quilt, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, as if she hadn't woken up, "What's wrong..."
Her long hair covers her ugly right face, her clean left face is fair and smooth, her voice is soft and cute, and her appearance is simply too beautiful.
Zhan Xiang subconsciously turned his face away.
He Lianting's eyes were as cold as ice, and the scene of that night flashed strangely in his mind.
Yi Qingqing blinked her big innocent eyes, "Looking for something?"
Helian Ting said coldly: "Everyone, get out!"
Even if he doesn't want the things he touches, he cannot allow others to see them.
Everyone leaves the room at the speed of light.
There was no third person present. Yi Qingqing raised the corner of her mouth slightly, stood up and pulled the loose hair on her left cheek behind her ear, revealing the ugly right side of her face.
He took two steps forward and walked around in front of He Lian Ting gracefully, "Dear, is there anything you need to find?"
Helian Ting's eyes darkened a little more.
She is naturally charming, and if the right half of her face wasn't ruined, she would definitely be a goblin!
"Shameless!"
Yi Qingqing chuckled, "Who is more shameless when he breaks into a woman's room in broad daylight?"
If you dare to give up your life, why do you want face?
You go all out to find something, now it's clear at a glance.
The corners of his mouth were raised high, and his tone was naughty, "Does it look good?"
He Lian Ting's eyes darkened, and he grasped Yi Qingqing's slender wrist with his big hand. He turned around and locked her under his tall figure, staring at her fiercely, "Seeking death?!"
Yi Qingqing leaned against the cold wall, blinked, and looked frightened, "Master Ting, San'er doesn't dare."
A real drama queen!
Speed got out from under Helianting's arm and kept a distance of two meters from him.
His face changed instantly, and he issued an order to expel the guest in a cold voice, "Since Master Ting hasn't found the lost thing, please come!"
Helian Ting stared closely at Yi Qingqing, who turned around faster than turning the page in a book. After a few seconds, he grabbed the blanket at lightning speed and threw it on her body. After several rotations, it was wrapped tightly, leaving only one head in the air.