Chapter 291: Interlocking

"With you, dare to shoot her?"
No matter how you hear this, I feel that Leng Yiyao is his person!
Someone raised their heads tremblingly, carefully looking in the direction of Leng Yiyao, almost the next moment, they saw the Marshal walking in front of her instantly!
Hemo walked in front of her step by step, her gaze in the light, dazzling, like a phantom slowly wading out of the misty night scene.
Leng Yiyao still kept leaning against the wall, turned her head, and smiled at him slightly.
The look was calm, calm, and calm, not to mention being pointed at with a gun in the last moment, no one could see any mood swings on her face. It seems that even his appearance is in her grasp.
Looking down from her cheeks, winding down her neck, across her chest, across her waist, until it stopped at her fingertips.
A portable pistol is fastened to the sleeve, holding the gun in his back, eloquently flowing.
At this moment, Hemo's complexion paused slightly, as if his stiff heartbeat returned to its original position. The urgency of blood spurting gradually eased with the smile on her face. He lowered his eyebrows, shook his head slightly, and suddenly leaned over, directly controlling her between himself and the wall with his hands: "Waiting for me?"
The three words rose slightly, and the sensuality in the low and dumb almost made the whole body tremble.
The graininess that is different from that of the smoky voice, like every word slipping through the eardrum of the listener. The moment I touched my ears, my heart couldn't help but tremble, it was a calm bewitching...
However, when these three words were spoken, it was more like confirming Leng Yiyao's confidence just now.
Regardless of whether he fired the shot just now, she clearly has a back hand. The moment Father Huo raised the gun, he had already gone to ruin!
It's just that she didn't act immediately at that moment, was it because she noticed that he was outside, or she had other plans?
Leng Yiyao raised her head and met those close eyes. At this moment, suddenly and suddenly, the grace is full.
Waiting for him?
He asked why she didn't shoot Huo's father immediately.
She lowered her head, chuckled, and the touch of sweetness on her lips faded away from the greenness of high school students, and put aside the usual leisurelyness, Ling Li's breath instantly condensed her eyebrows.
After she was born again, she knew on the first night that in this world, class determines everything. High-ranking people can arbitrarily abuse ordinary civilians and ordinary people, while high-class people can do evil while being in trouble. Just a ship king, his grandson was tired of playing with one woman after another, so looking for excitement, he directly hooked people to the "party" for everyone to vent. The white powder on the table and the liquid in the syringe ruined how many people's future? But after he has done all this, can he still stay high on the stage, watching the fans who chase him crazily?
why?
Because he is a actor?
No, this is far from enough. He relied entirely on his origin.
Therefore, after gathering people to play with one woman after another, he can pat his butt, change the country without a cloud, and continue his enjoyment.
She has never claimed to be the savior of the world. There are too many innocent victims in this world. It is impossible for her to share all the pain, joy and sorrow for God. However, when this clutter appeared in front of her, it was too unsightly.
What she hates most is that she can't figure out her own weight by herself.
Since he wanted to "lele", she must be as he wished to make him extremely happy!
"I heard a sound in the aisle, so I guess it must be you." Just as Hemo said to Huo's father just now, what is the biggest blow to people like the Huo family? It is to crush his proudest things into in person! Huo Qiming dared to do evil, relying on nothing more than the Huo family's life experience conditions, then, in the face of absolute rights, what else is left besides being completely crushed?
Hemo's gaze became deeper and deeper, and he looked straight at Leng Yiyao, who was taking a lot of time, lowered his head, and got closer: "I guess it must be me?"
Leng Yiyao raised her chin and intertwined with his eyes under the light. At that moment, she slowly narrowed her eyes and smiled brightly: "Everyone can hear the sound of their military boots." Ordinary officers and Marshal's Mansion The armed configuration and uniform of the soldiers are different. When she was in the military school, she was wearing military boots. Morning exercises, evening exercises, and even the afternoon training ground. The sound of the men and women officers stepping in the corridors It's different at first. Especially Frey, with so much contact, she could guess the sound of his army boots with her eyes closed. In that case, so many footsteps with similar voices must be the soldiers of the handsome mansion. Among them, there was one person who walked so fast, leaving everyone behind. In this world, besides him, who else in the military can make a group of soldiers willing to follow along like this?
The bright light in Hemo's eyes flashed slightly, and then it was drowned in the dark pupils. He lowered his eyes, covering all the emotions in his eyes, for a long time, stood upright, and restored the normal distance between the two.
"I'm not afraid I'll be too late?" He smiled, his arrogant and cold face was a rare teaser.
"I have always wanted to see your true level." Leng Yiyao licked her lips, a hint of excitement in her eyes. On the night at the military school, when he burned the gun in the gun room, her blood was boiling. The scorching stimulus of encountering a strong person almost aroused her blood to boil. However, at 9:00, always at 9:00... he played with one hand to control the management department, which made her follow the same pattern in the end, and simply returned him with a small amount of points.
So, is it because of the nine-point-eight-rings game?
He Mo looked at her eyes quietly, not knowing why, suddenly a little out of control.
Where is her bottom line?
When the human body is facing a crisis, the body will subconsciously have a sense of self-defense. What's more, it was a gun, a gun with live ammunition. Ordinary people can't restrain their subconsciousness of avoiding at all. What's more, she still has a gun in her hand, but she indifferently suppresses the action of counterattack in order to see his true ability.
This is no longer a question of strength. Rather, she is sure of her abilities, and she is accustomed to danger.
Only the kind of people who are really used to traveling between life and death can maintain such calmness and calmness in the face of death. And only those who have extreme confidence in themselves and are confident that they can take back their sovereignty with ease even in the face of death, will this just see the moment of life and death as a trial.
Suddenly there was an inexhaustible complication in his heart.
If the woman in front of him is just a sharp blade in his hand, then he is sincerely proud of her. Even Evans, who has followed him for the longest time, is far from her calm mindset. But, she is more than just a sharp knife to him...
"Uh-hmm-" Huo Qiming, who had been hanging by the window, started to speak out. It's just that this time, he didn't want to. His body began to twist uncontrollably, curled up, breathing slower and slower, but his mouth began to make various sounds in confusion. For a while, it looked like a wild dog was barking, another time it seemed to be learning to bark, and another time it seemed like it was so painful that it started to growl hoarsely...
When a psychedelic look appeared on his face, Hemo's eyes were completely black into an abyss.
No one will forget that Huo Qiming originally prepared the injection for him by Leng Yiyao just now.
If it wasn't for Leng Yiyao to treat her body in the same way as a human being, or to be an ordinary woman who was injected with such a shot, then now, lying on the ground, like a person fighting with a trapped animal , It is her.
Hemo was about to walk over, but one hand blocked his way.
The whole room was quiet, and the quietness that was almost above everyone's heart gradually transformed into an inexplicable panic. He clearly knew that he shouldn't look up without the marshal's consent, but Luo Luo's father couldn't help but turned sideways a little, his eyes turned to Leng Yiyao's direction.
But I saw that those slender ankles slowly paced past his eyes.
It was like in the afternoon, in a rose garden full of fragrance, she walked leisurely on the flower avenue, casually put the white powder on the table into a glass of champagne, and walked slowly to the window sill.
The people who had been so scared that they almost bit their lips, watched her standing in front of the windowsill, as if they had seen the savior.
The icy night wind has frozen their last bit of reason into ice. Whether or not she is backed by Hemo, she is now a in their eyes, and the master who controls their lives.
"Please, please...Help, help." He was so cold that his tongue began to knot, and when he spoke, his face was bluish, where is the slightest bit of madness that usually acts as a tiger?
Leng Yiyao watched them hanging there like grasshoppers, and suddenly stepped on the curtain rope.
In an instant, everyone's bodies hanging in the air began to shake violently with the shaking of the rope! The sense of weightlessness that almost lost control of the center of gravity made them go crazy in an instant—"Help! Help! I will never dare anymore! Never dare anymore! Forgive me, you let me do anything! Please! please!"
The voice was harsh and hoarse, desperate as if even the last layer of skin had been pulled off.
Where is there a trace of dignity, where is there a trace of confidence. The smell of urine winds down along the clothes, and the person hanging on the string only feels hot and humid behind him, and then the night breeze blows, and the ice is biting.
The kind of Chi Guo that has no bottom line, it seems that even the last fig leaf has been completely removed, and the rest is a mess....
"Let you do whatever you want?" She smiled softly, shaking her hand with the mixed champagne, her eyes full of mystery.
It was like being in the abyss, suddenly seeing a touch of light. Whether it is the rising sun rushing to the sun or the flames that will burn out, no matter what kind, at this moment, for them, this sentence of her is no different from the sound of nature, and it is the most beautiful language in the world. .
"Yes, anything is fine!" As long as you can let them go up, as long as you can let them go!
And just as they nodded frantically, Huo Qiming began to laugh weirdly. His handsome and compelling facial features seemed to be kneaded together, uncontrollably restless, and the primitive power of desire began to climb on him. It was an uncontrolled crazy twist, if it were placed on the bed...
At this moment, Rao Shi Luo's father couldn't help taking a breath.
It was self-evident what was in the syringe.
Although Luo Luo and the others were still underage, how could they not understand Huo Qiming's ugliness now?
Especially Liao Sijie, if it wasn't for Leng Yiyao who rescued her today, now, the person who is mad and suffering here is herself. At that moment, Chill climbed from the bottom of my heart to the forehead, and there was a kind of crazy anger in the hustle and bustle.
Frey no longer looked at Huo Qiming with the eyes of a dead person. In his eyes, this person had no possibility of living at all.
However, including all the soldiers of the Marshal's Mansion, no one dared to look at the Marshal at this moment.
That silent coercion and Ling Ran almost razed the entire house to the ground.
But, except for one person.
She calmly, even smiled, personally untied a young man's rope, and under the stunned crowd, she used her right hand to lift the man directly up and landed on the edge of the window.
During this period, the champagne she was holding in her left hand did not even shake at all.
"Thanks, thank you." The young man was so frightened that he was so cold that he could hardly believe that Leng Yiyao would rescue him as he had such good luck. However, before she had time to take a breath, she was frightened by the scorching eyes behind her.
Well, that's the marshal...
Up and down the empire, the first marshal in the military...
Those eyes were so dark that they would never have a border. Just look at them and you can stop breathing.
Looking at the shuddering son, Leng Yiyao slowly smiled: "You just said that you can do anything."
"Yes." He replied like a walking dead, and then, after realizing that his eyes had a focus, he fixedly looked at Leng Yiyao. If he hadn't been standing on the edge of the window now, there would be no place to kneel down. , He could not wait to kneel and beg for mercy immediately.
It's a pity that Leng Yiyao is not uncommon for his wagging tail and begging for mercy. Instead, he pursed his lips and smiled lightly. His gaze, against the backdrop of the moonlight, seemed to escape into the magical path, amidst the magnificence, the enchanting and enchanting spirits could eat the soul: "Now, feed this glass of wine to your good friend yourself."
The air suddenly cooled...
Not to mention the famous people who knelt on the ground, even all the students in the special class of Rod's side were shocked.
Seeing that Huo Qiming was confused and his breathing slowed down, it should be the medicine in the injection. The white powder just melted into this glass of champagne. If it was poured...
Unconsciously, the tremor at the moment the Marshal entered the door was overwhelmed by this moment.
It turns out that in this world, it is not only heroes who save the beauty, but also use violence to control violence!
Whether it was the marshal's shot to take the soul, or Leng Yiyao's desperate blow under the cold smile, they were never dared to imagine the world.
This woman not only has a back hand, she also has to use a glass of "wine" to completely shake the social circle of the imperial capital in front of all the famous doors listed here!
"No, no..." Young Master shook his head tremblingly. Huo Qiming had already overdose in front of him. If he added this cup...it was no different from sending him to Huangquan with his own hands... "He, he will die like this."
"Can't get your hands down?" The voice of laughter faintly looked down, and he could even hear the faint sarcasm in her smile: "Aren't you used to doing this kind of thing?"
The brother-in-law, who was shaking his head desperately, became stiff, raised his head, and looked at Leng Yiyao dullly. At this moment, he suddenly reacted, and just now he used a syringe to press against Leng Yiyao's arm. So, to untie him from the "swing rope" is not just casual? Isn't it accidental? Rather, she was going to let him do this from start to finish?
"I, I..." He shuddered not knowing what to say. If he did, even if he could survive tonight, the Huo family would never let him go. It is because the family's ability is not as good as Huo Jiaqiang, that Huo Qiming has always asked him to do whatever he wants. How could this be? How could this be?
"If you don't do it, some people are willing to do it." Above her head, she said lightly.
Sure enough, someone behind him nodded frantically, "I am willing! Let me go! I will feed Huo Qiming!"
human nature?
What is human nature?
When life is worry-free, courtesy, justice and shame will be worn on the face, and everyone will pretend to be the most elegant side of themselves. You come and go, singing and dancing in the social arena.
But when one's own life, like an ant, falls under the feet of others, as long as she is willing, she can pinch them to death by herself. What else is humanity? At this moment, as long as they are alive, even if they are willing to eat shit, not to mention just feeding Huo Qiming a glass of good wine.
After all, it is Huo Qiming that caused all this situation now!
If it weren't for him, they wouldn't have played the iron plate today! It will not be blocked by people on the 64th floor like a swing! Not to be blocked by the marshal in this room, the future is uncertain!
After all! All are Huo Qiming!
Leng Yiyao smiled and looked at the group of people as if they had completely lost their minds, and stared at Huo Qiming savagely like a beast!
Look, this is the most decadent noble child. All wrongs are someone else's, all bad things are caused by others' encouragement, and all bad things should be borne by others!
So, what about them as accomplices? As a minion for the tiger?
Why do they have no guilt or shame?
After all, it's selfish!
At the moment when a person sways on the wire, the most taboo thing is the attitude of others. I was originally afraid that if I fed this glass of wine, the Huo family would completely abolish his son brother. He watched the bunch of friends below who were scrambling to seize his "opportunity", and his eyes immediately turned red!
"Shut up!" His nose began to shrink violently, turning back, and screaming at the people below.
Everyone was startled, but saw him turning around the next moment, and climbing with both hands in front of Leng Yiyao: "I do! I do! Give me wine!"
He almost impatiently begged Leng Yiyao to reward him with that glass of wine.
Liao Sijie was trembling with fright. In her world, the darkest thing is just a prank between friends. It is not even a bad heart. It's just fun and fun. It never touches the ugliest side of the soul. . But today, she just made her understand what a real punishment is.
Not physically, but shame on the soul.
Nail the other person to the cross with shameful nails, and even if he can survive in the future, he will not be the original person.
Except for her, the expressions of others are not much better. They have never grown up under the wings of their parents. Even if it is revenge, it is only a blow to each other’s family, but they don’t know that with just a few simple words and a glass of wine, they can bring the best "friend" to the original relationship. Reverse instantly.
Cannibalism?
No, it's much more than that.
That is a kind of revenge that hides deeper behind the face.
Among the pale-faced students in the special class, Alston's face is the most normal one. But no one knows, at this moment, the stormy waves that are set off in his heart!
He still underestimated Leng Yiyao.
No one can guess her mind, such a beautiful woman who looks like an elf, can throw people into without blinking her eyes. Isn't she afraid of the marshal's jealousy?
He Mo, who stood behind Leng Yiyao, had an instantaneous expression, and immediately revealed his first relaxed smile tonight.
That is a sense of belonging!
A sense of belonging clamoring for pleasure in the blood!
He never knew that in this empire, there would be a person who could play everyone in between applause by his own power. Although it is bullying, why, he just feels happy! He was willing to stand beside her all the time, watching her step on the faces of those people, pulling off their hypocritical skin, step by step, putting them in desperation.
Huo Qiming's whimper and neigh, at this moment, seemed to be the only voice in the room.
Leng Yiyao smiled and lowered her body, and handed the glass of champagne to the son by her feet.
The son-in-law tremblingly stroked his hands and feet, staring at the muddy drink with dull eyes. For a long time, as if stupid, he looked up and said, "Yes, or put him on the window sill?"
If he poured the wine directly, Huo Qiming would definitely not drink it. Now he is in a trance, let alone drinking, and will not react to all the external conditions at all.
"Huh?" Leng Yiyao shook her head indifferently, with a look that you were joking: "I only give you one chance to pour down the wine, otherwise, this glass of wine will not be your control."
When there is no smile on her face, all people understand that when a person is truly angry, it is not anger that is glaring at each other, but that all expressions have faded, that kind of pure killing, It is the moment when the soul trembles most.
"I, I don't know what to do?" The only thing Huo Qiming clings to is a rope, or Leng Yiyao took it from the storage room at first, and one end is buckled under the table. There is no curtain rope they just had. Come solidly. Seeing Huo Qiming swaying on it, and his hands dislocated, just look down and it is a great sky. His scalp was numb, and he looked at Leng Yiyao almost stupidly.
"Climb down by yourself." She got up, lowered her eyes, her face was shocked, but with a single word, she drove him to hell.
It was colder than just being off by someone, and the trembling hands holding the wine glass began to cramp.
Climb down...
He looked at the trembling rope and almost thought he had auditory hallucinations.
However, the indifferent eyes in front of him clearly told him that he had heard him correctly. She gave him a way to survive, which is to climb down the rope, climb on Huo Qiming's body, and personally feed the wine to him. If it is done, he can save him a dog life, but if it is not done well, perhaps, without her doing it, the rope will send them to together.
His legs cramped and he almost couldn't stand still, and he was holding the glass of wine tremblingly, hardly knowing what to do with his limbs.
"Hold it securely. If it all spills out, you will never have a chance again." She raised her head and quietly looked at the moon not far away.
Probably because the floor was too high, the moon was actually close to him. Her hair was blown by the night breeze and fluttered with the wind, and her body was condensed. At this moment, she was as powerful as Hemo just now.
Frey stared blankly at the scene before him, almost thinking he was dazzled.
It turns out that all the previous, whether it was a few minutes to hit Evans without fighting back, or the military academy's absolute strength beating Kings Camp, they were nothing but appetizers, Leng Yiyao, at the beginning. The girl standing in the glass flower room with a smile, really has the ability to match the marshal.
Whether it is scheming, city government, or execution!
It's like the "competition" in the gun room of the military school. It is 9:8. The results that outsiders see are unattainable, but for them, they have reservations. It's not that it can't be done, but it's too lazy to do it. After all, when they really show their majestic beauty, not everyone in this world has a heart strong enough to accept it.
"I only give you twenty minutes." She gently brushed the broken hair near her ears, and under the moonlight, her beautiful cheeks exuded a suffocating beauty.
But the person at her feet dared not look anymore.
three minutes.
It took three minutes to blog.
He never knew that his life was so cheap.
Cautiously holding the wine glass in his mouth, he tremblingly took a deep breath. He didn't have the control of Leng Yiyao, he could only climb the rope with one hand, without anyone moving a finger, maybe he would have fallen to death. However, if the wine in the glass is spilled, he believes that his fate will not be better by now.
Then, grab the edge of the cup with your mouth.
He lay on the rope gently, and his heart was almost suspended in the sky.
The rope began to tremble, and with his every move, it began to spin. He couldn't keep his center of gravity. The most important thing was that Huo Qiming, who was unconscious, thought that someone was coming to him to play at this time, and started to twist his body frantically. The rope began to twist with inertia, and his face was slapped face by the overflowing wine. At that moment, the mixed smell fell on his face, but his heart was cold.
Try to maintain balance, try not to gasp, just to keep the wine in the glass, I am afraid that when he finally reaches the destination, the champagne in the quilt will be completely gone.
The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and the body is getting colder.
He doesn't know how to describe the feeling now, he only has one belief-soon, it's coming, it's coming soon!
Leng Yiyao faintly watched the young man clinging to Huo Qiming's body twisted and twisted like a worm. She took a breath, and then, ignoring anything, pinched the opponent with her feet and held the whining Huo Qiming with one hand He took off the wine glass beside his mouth with one hand, "No, don't blame me."
The nose and tears followed the facial features all the way down, but his hand did not relax half of his strength, so he clasped Huo Qiming's mouth desperately, and tried his best to open his throat.
Then, there was only half a cup of wine left and filled it!
"Cough-cough cough-cough cough cough -"
Huo Qiming started coughing frantically, the sound was like the esophagus being burned through, and he couldn't help himself in pain. Even if he has lost his mind, the most natural physical resistance is still alive.
He wanted to vomit, but the best friend on weekdays covered his mouth with one hand!
The sound of whimpering and vomiting was sealed there!
Then, the pale face became less and less conscious, the son of the brother closed his eyes in tears, and in any case did not dare to look at it for a second.
From the first struggle, to the later madness, to the final slow response...
Huo Qiming was under the suppression of his "friends", and gradually his heart rate became slower and slower. Only a weak breath proved that he was alive.
Rod leaned back and watched, his legs softened unknowingly.
Because the viewing platform is designed to be fully transparent at 180 degrees, even if they are not standing in the position of Leng Yiyao, they can clearly see this moment, let alone minors, even those kneeling on the ground. The celebrities were all shocked at the moment.
On the wrist, in the imperial capital, which woman can compare to this one?
The key is, standing in front of the marshal, she did not shy away?
"Pull, pull me up!" Seeing Huo Qiming motionless, falling like a dead dog, the son-in-law suddenly called to Leng Yiyao frantically. The voice was like a dead soul fallen in hell, and wanted to ask for it. A ray of light.
However, this time, Leng Yiyao hadn't spoken yet.
Hemo has already taken a strong walk, directly upstairs to her waist...
The icy night breeze whizzed past the windowsill, she felt the incredible temperature behind her, blinked, and almost never recovered.
When someone pointed a gun at her forehead, she was not surprised; she casually returned the group of people with a little trick, and the people in the room were so scared that they were too scared to speak. She was not surprised; but at this moment, Hemo suddenly Upstairs from behind her waist, she stayed for a moment, really a little bit overwhelmed.
This is the second close contact since the last time, in the hotel of City D, he suddenly pressed her to his knee...
However, at this moment, there is a very short gap.
The next moment, a strong wind vibrates, and the wind speed outside the window swept in with an unpredictable force.
And Leng Yiyao was half-cuddled by Hemo in her arms, unaffected by the wind.
She only felt a natural traction, pulling her back.
Following Hemo's meaning, she retreated into the room.
At this moment, not to mention her, all the people in the presidential suite were stunned.
This, this is a gunship parked not far from the window, right?
Why, how could it appear here?
After finally stopping, the screams became more and more severe.
It turned out that with the rotation of the helicopter's rotor, the resulting wind speed blew the ropes that the group of people were climbing to shook left and right.
If they had just swayed on a high-altitude steel wire, then at this moment, they were like clinging to a chain on the edge of a hurricane, and they might fall down at any time, leaving no bones left!
"Help! Help!"
Not only the young man, but the group of grasshoppers hanging from the curtain rope began to roar frantically!
Leng Yiyao didn't pay much attention to those, but lowered her head and glanced at his hand again.
Following her gaze, Hemo also lowered his head. The two gazes hit her waist slightly, and then, a low voice rang in her ears: "Although you said to let him live, I Did not agree."
So, even if this brother-in-law completes his "mission", isn't it the result of a safe landing?
Frey stared at the situation in front of him blankly and almost called CALL for his marshal.
This is one after another, to be honest, even a normal person can be played crazy by the two of them!
What's more, is this scene of life hanging by a thread?
"Even if Huo Qiming drank that glass of wine, even if he could survive, he would burn his brain if he took too much of the contraindications at one time." Mental confusion, shock, sudden death, any of them are possible, it depends on his luck. .
"Yeah." Hemo nodded lightly, as if not hearing it at all. All attention was focused on her waist. How can it be so fine? Obviously eat a lot of things in normal times. He also sent a chef specially to serve her at the military school, even before and after meals, even a lot of desserts.
"Such a strong wind, this group of people can't hold on to death for two minutes." Leng Yiyao raised her head, glanced at the armed helicopter that was parked in mid-air, specially making "hurricane", and added another sentence.
"Yeah." Hemo was still indifferent, but this time, his arm slowly retracted, but he rubbed it for a moment before leaving.
Leng Yiyao squeezed the corner of her mouth and was about to continue, but saw Hemo waved her right hand. In an instant, Frey led everyone to clear the field.
"Everyone, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's go back and rest early."
Frey gently closed the moving glass door at the window, blocked the howling and heartbreaking ghosts outside, and smiled softly at everyone. At that moment, the palms of Lord's parents were sweaty, and they helped each other to stand up almost immediately. Turning his head and looking at his son, apart from his pale face, his eyes burst with scorching light.
That light, following the Marshal leaving the room step by step, seemed to get brighter and brighter.
I don't know why, the couple has a kind of inexplicable panic.
When Frey had cleaned up the entire room and only the group of swingers outside the window were left, Leng Yiyao had already followed Hemo to the elevator entrance.
The moment the elevator door opened, Leng Yiyao paused.
Hemo slowly held down the button: "What's the matter?"
"Everyone in the class stays in this hotel at night." She raised her head and glanced at him, with a freehand expression on her face.
The people following them suddenly slipped at their feet. The high-level staff of this hotel was so scared that they were almost guilty of heart disease. He stared blankly at Leng Yiyao who stopped at the elevator entrance, almost taking a breath.
Goddess, Sister Fairy, don't you see that the marshal is going to take you away with you?