Just emerging from hallucinations, Yuan Yao and Sima Xiao'er, with their hands and feet weakened, politely declined Xu Huo's kindness, tacitly left the room together, then one entered the bedroom, and the other prepared to return to the Special Defense Department.
The Girl in the painting brought the scattered prop knives to Sima Xiao'er, who had already forgotten the beating he endured and sincerely thanked her with a full face of gratitude.
The Girl in the painting also smiled shyly, her large watery eyes blinking straight at him.
Sima Xiao'er opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but upon seeing Xu Huo coming out of the room behind them, he immediately swallowed his words and turned to leave without another word.
The Girl in the painting was puzzled for a moment but quickly closed the door and trotted to Xu Huo's side, "Can you give me some pocket money?"
Xu Huo looked at her seriously, "Where did all your money go?"