C36 One cry two cry three hanging
Qiao Zhixin quickly stepped forward. He Muchuan's face was pale, but there was no trace of anger on it. She was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe. She placed her hand under He Muchuan's nose and felt a warm breath.
She crawled to the bag on the ground and rummaged through it, but she couldn't find the phone. Qiao Zhixin anxiously dumped the contents of the bag onto the ground