C12 Sweet Phone Porridge
Ling Fei silently remembered what she had just said. She walked around the room that she had stayed in before and carefully searched every corner, trying to find any useful clues.
This room should be. . . Someone had cleaned it up. There was no dust. She found that the bedside table was locked, and her curiosity was immediately aroused.
Where did the key go? Ling Fei scratched her head