"According to that evil man, he may not be the only one who bought the murderer," Luo Yan suddenly spoke.

Lin Miao frowned.

Is Zhou Qingwan crazy this time? She actually committed the crime again and again.

Did she dig her ancestral grave or kill her whole family?

"I'll send you up," Luo Yan was willing to do it even if he had just been together for a while.

"No need," Lin Miao smiled and said, "There are sensing lights in the corridor, which is very safe."

"There are people coming and going on the road, so why don't the murderers attack the same?"

Luo Yan asked back.

Lin Miao was dumbfounded.

"Let's go," Luo Yan walked to her side and stared at her hair that was swaying lightly in the wind.

A faint cold fragrance instantly wrapped around her, and Lin Miao's throat became a little tight.

Refusing to agree, two thoughts fought repeatedly in the heart.

Finally she entered the corridor silently.

Luo Yan was slightly behind and followed her to the door.

Watching her open the door, he said, "I'm leaving."

He went downstairs directly, without any intention of staying.

Lin Miao looked at him step by step away, and only he knew the feeling in his heart.

When she returned to the room, she threw away her backpack and beat her head in annoyance, trying to clear herself up.

However, Luo Yan had a great impact on her, and the pain could not calm her down.

Tossing and turning all night.

The next day, Lin Miao left the house with two dark circles on his eyes.

Downstairs, Xiao Zhao stood there with a smile.

"Miss Lin, the boss asked me to take you to work."

"No need," Lin Miao looked at the car and frowned slightly, not wanting to admit that the disappointment suddenly arose in his heart after seeing the empty seats.
Chapter completed!