Now I'm dragged by Zhao, trapped here, I have to do all kinds of chores, sorry..."

"Miss Shen, this is Zhao's honor,"

Zhao Jian paused, "Girls better rest."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes curved, and he began to think about Zhong Yunshu's narration.

"..."

Zhao Jian silently looked at the stone wall.

The deep tenderness is an illusion.

Somehow, he thought it was a match with Zhong Yunshu.

When thinking of Zhong Yunshu, Zhao Jian was even more worried.

Zhong Yunshu pays attention to Lin Xuan, I wonder what the Women's Oversight Committee would worry about Shen Yun being multi-purpose, he observes flower peach, thinks about oil poetry, and thinks about how to write descriptive characters in a decent way.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the stone gallery outside the warehouse.

"......"

"..."

Lin Xuan and Zhao Jian face to face.

The resting prisoner stood upright on his waist, his eyes fixed on the warehouse door.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and even though it was blue and white, the sound was enough to make those inside feel horrified.

Escaped man guarding the vault door.

Teeth narrowed nervously: "Miss Shen... Was it sent by a female prisoner?"

"I've asked you to hang out and told them not to come in! Frowning.

Who could be human? But everyone who can be saved has been saved! Isn't it human? The throat of the escaped male prisoner is so tense that he can't wait to face the stone wall and open the door in a difficult and dangerous way.

Resting craftsmen, operating the tools on the cart, walked to the door and made up their minds, no matter if they come in again, they will be hit with a single blow and will never become soft: Lin Xuan is a staunch materialist.

At this moment, he is inevitable.

Zhao Jian picked up the quiver as fast as lightning, pulled the bow away with the arrow, and pointed the arrow at the door with the cold light.

At this time, clear footsteps were already outside the gate, and everyone couldn't help holding their breath and opening their eyes.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhao Jian asked his throat, "who"

Without an answer, the knocking stopped, and those near the door could still hear faint gasps.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

Three voices became: sharp.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

It sounded like a knock on the door.

"Number six closest to the door.

Lie on the ground and look through the gap.

what is that"

The sweat on Zhao Jian's forehead is bigger than soybeans.

"what"

No. 6 knelt down, knelt down, put his face on the ground, slapped his eyes, and said in a small voice, "...no...no...people..."

Sorry, the first one is a bit late today.

There is a second change.

Worrying, but confusing a murmur from the heavy bottom to the scalp.

"Why is there no one?"

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Walking into the cafeteria, Shen Xun bent down and sat on the ground with joy on his face.

Lin Xuan gave Wei Qingrou a consulting look, what happened Wei Wei learned to shrug his shoulders, I don't know.

"It's my fault. When Li Ergou agreed to obey Lei Ming's order, he mentioned Widow Li's condition."

Lin Xuan cleared his throat, thinking that Widow Li was ill, and was eager to comfort Shen Yun.

A lot, I forgot to mention.

""It's ok."

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