A little lady who steals food
After the man left, Xia Xiaoling rolled over with her back to the door and lay down on the bed. It was really scary to see that she lived in such a big room by herself. Furthermore, there was no need to feel warm about this black and white decorations at all.
Suddenly, an exceptionally large face entered her eyes without any warning. "Ah …"
Following that, she raised her hand. With a "pah" sound, her slender fingers landed on Xi Mu Cheng's face.
"Xia Xiaoling, what are you smoking?" The cold expression on Xi Mu Cheng's face was like a layer of frost.
"Who told you to get so close, I thought it was a ghost." Knowing that he had done something wrong, Xia Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue guiltily.
"Ghost?" If he could, he really wanted to be a ghost, fiercely pressing her down on the bed so that she wouldn't be able to move.
In the eerie air, Xi Mucheng clenched his fists, his joints creaking. He really wondered, was this woman's IQ abnormal?