A few days later.
Li garden.
A small gap quietly opened up from the inside of one of the rooms upstairs.
Jiang Xibao carefully stuck his head out.
It was like a thief.
He turned his head and looked left and right.
After making sure that there was no one around, she heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest as she walked out of the room in a relaxed manner.
"It's good, it's good, it's not here, it's not here!"
"Who's not here?"
"Of course, it's Liang ..."
Jiang Xibao's voice suddenly stopped, and his smile gradually froze.
The sudden silence was the scariest thing ...
His neck stiffened as he looked towards the source of the sound ...
Soon, Jiang Xibao saw Liang yuran standing in the dark corner.