All sorts of things like cat ears and lace nighties were in the bag!
Ruan Qi took a sharp breath, and the mouthwash cup in her hand fell onto the sink with a loud crash.
The crash snapped her back to reality.
The young girl, not caring about her weak legs, jumped down from the sink and dashed downstairs barefoot.
Right now, she had only one thought in her mind—make sure Xi Jiu doesn't discover what's inside the bag!
First floor.
Xi Jiu had already entered the living room and picked up Ruan Qi's bag from the sofa.
The bag was a canvas crossbody style, Xi Jiu unzipped it and was about to reach inside when suddenly Ruan Qi's tragic scream resounded behind him—
"Don't move!"
This sound was truly miserable, even someone as composed as Xi Jiu, who was used to big scenes, had his hand tremble a little.
