The sound of the rain river in Murong River fluttered in.“Are you going to go back in your wet clothes or go out naked?”

“I...”

"I'll get you some of my cousin's clothes."

“Really?”

"Fuck, I'm not sure, I'm leaving."

“Wait.”Mina jumped out of the bathtub.

If Murong Yuchuan really left, then she was really stupid.

Menaizi said through the hairy glass door: "Scultler, please put your clothes on the ground."Aligadao.”Eat a long wise meal.This time she learned to be kind, polite and soft.

The shadow outside the door "um" sounded, bent down, and left.

Menaiko waited for a moment, put his ear to the glass to listen, and gently opened the door a slit, eyes looked out.There was no one outside, so he reached out and took up a piece of clothes on the ground.

The whole process was horrified, and in case of sticking out a hand from somewhere and grabbing her arm, she had to faint.Murong Yuchuan was a little better than she thought.

Get dressed and get out of the bathroom.She came to Murong Yuchuan's bedroom door and knocked lightly.

“Come in.”

When Mei Naiko pushed the door in, his heart was still beating the drum, should not be self-inflicted?

Murong Yuchuan's room was a little cleaner than she thought.There were no skeletons, no dissecting knives, and no human torso in the bed that was used as a sleeping pillow.

“Is there anything?”

“I...where am I sleeping?”

"You can sleep there if you don't mind."Murong Yuchuan pointed to the bed.

His bed was larger than a single bed, smaller than a double bed, and it was enough to sleep two people.

Mina immediately took two steps back.“I’ll sleep in the living room, can I borrow a blanket?”

“Since you decide for yourself I won’t say anything.If you had offered to sleep in bed, I would have moved to the living room."

The roots of Maniko's teeth began to itch again.

The living room space is larger than the bedroom, and buying a house likes a large living room, bright and airy.No one likes to sleep in the living room.Too empty places can make people feel insecure.

The grievances of the son on the sofa were crouched, not because of the cold, but because of fear.It was cold and I couldn’t stop sneezing.

If it is Joe Kaijun, how can I bear to let her shrink on the sofa for the night?

Murong Yuchuan is not a thing.

Suddenly, she calmed down, and a thought slowly formed in her mind.

Instead of being careful with that bastard, why can’t you take the initiative?

Thinking about it, she showed a little cunning.Not only were there two of them in this room, but there were others, whose advantage had been lost.

She is the daughter of Japan's chief forensic scientist Seto, and her blood must also flow with excellent detective genes.

Mina, be brave.