Is this woman sick?(1)

Actually, mu Xiaoxiao wasn't the only one who thought this way. Everyone else in the room thought the same.

&Quot; don't tell me ... &Quot; han qiqing looked at mu Xiaoxiao and was about to speak.

Suddenly, Yin Shaojie stood up and walked towards the door.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at his back, a little startled.

The others were also surprised.

What was he trying to do?

Could it be that he wanted to chase that Jiang guy away?

The door opened with a bang.

There was indeed a beautiful figure standing at the door. Even though it was blocked by Yin Shaojie's tall figure, mu Xiaoxiao could tell that it was a beautiful woman just by looking at her exposed feet and side profile.

"Young master Jie." A voice like that of an Oriole, soft and sweet, could be said to be the most irresistible voice for boys.

Yin Shaojie's back looked very cold, and his face was just as indifferent.

"Who are you?" He asked.

Han qiqing was stunned and almost couldn't help but laugh.