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Mi Qiao didn't believe him, but she wanted to use the stairs to get down from the window.

If this continued, she was truly afraid that she would lose her life.

"Throw me your pants. If I get farther away, I'll get down."

Xing Mowei's eyes, which were like pools of ink, flashed as he threw the pants in his hand to Mi Qiao.

He took a few steps back and straightened up to look at her