C121 A Bad Misunderstanding

Looking at the two sides of the coin that was stuck up on the table, Wang Xiaojian was really impressed with his pure skill. He could just sleep on the sofa. It wasn't a big deal, it wasn't like he hadn't slept on it before.

The night was overly quiet. Wang Xiaojian felt a bit aggrieved in his heart, but he was also a bit guilty of being a thief. In short, he just couldn't sleep. Suddenly