C139

Evening, at the manor.

Min Xuanling carefully stuck out a head, as if she were a thief, and moved from pillar to pillar.

"I hope I'm not too miserable." She clasped her hands in prayer, turned her head and was about to run, but then fell into someone's arms.

"Hide what?"

Min Xuanling shuddered when she heard Gong Haolan's voice from above her head. Damn, the one that no one knew was him