C672 That Is a Sleeping Pill

Mu Yucheng ignored Zhao Nan. Instead, he held Qin Ning's hand and asked gently, "Is it cold?"

Qin Ning nodded. "Yes, it is still a little cold in the morning in the mountains. My dear, didn't your bodyguards bring drones to take pictures of the surroundings? Why not let them see if there are any high-definition videos left behind. Maybe they can help officer solve the case