But as Chen Zhe said, if you accidentally hurt Jian Siheng, it would be even worse than death.

But she couldn't get a pot and a spoon to knock on anything else.

"Yu Tai, go and find a lock picker for me."

"Madam, the computer lock in the master bedroom cannot be pried open."

"Then you find a few people and knock the door open."

"Madam, you can feel how solid this door panel is. We can't hear the sound inside - we can't knock it open, we can't knock it open."

"Then you hang me down from the upper floor and I'll turn it in through the window."

"Ah, that's even worse. There is a risk in hanging. Let the young master know about this matter and he will hold me accountable in the future."

“…What should I do?”

No one answered.

Liang Tongtong kept tossing outside the door until midnight.

The buttons of the doorbell were almost grinding her fingers out of the blister. Her voice was already hoarse.

Sitting on the carpet in the corridor, she looked at the closed door in front of her.

Why, she felt that it seemed that the person who was locked up was not Jian Siheng, but her.

She was like being isolated from a desert by him, she had a large area of ​​territory but could not enter the only place she wanted to go.

The aisle was a little cold, so Liang Tongtong leaned against the door frame and hugged her arms in front of her.

She gradually felt sad in her heart, why did the idiot in it treat him like this? He not only tortures himself, but also tortures her.

Tears were unconsciously accumulated in her eyes. She thought she would never cry, but she didn't expect that she would be defeated so easily.

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like a century, and the door behind me was slowly opened.

Seeing the movement, Liang Tongtong stood up in a hurry.

Jian Siheng's mood was obviously much calmer than in the afternoon. He held the door in his hand and stood quietly in the shadow, with heavy melancholy hanging on his thin body.

Liang Tongtong didn't say anything, her eyes glared at the person inside the door with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." Jian Siheng stepped out of the room and hugged Liang Tongtong into his arms.

"Idiot!" Liang Tongtong's tears fell, "You big idiot!"

Unexpectedly, the result of the matter was really as Chen Zhe expected.

The crowd was worried, and now they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Liang Tongtong and Jian Siheng went back to their bedroom, and Jian Siheng came to hug Liang Tongtong again in the middle of the night.

He stripped her clothes, and Liang Tongtong glared at him angrily: "What are you doing!"

"I see your spots are getting better." Please, this is the Nth time to check.

Most of the erythema on Liang Tongtong's body has dissipated, and only some red marks remain on her collarbone.

His fingers gently stroked the underside of Liang Tongtong's collarbone, and then lowered his head and kissed him.

The damp and hot tongue slid across Liang Tongtong's collarbone, and Jian Siheng's exhalation all rushed into Liang Tongtong's chest, and a numbness suddenly surged into her body.

"Okay. Be careful of infection." She deliberately turned her body away and hurriedly pulled up her clothes.

"It won't be contagious." Jane Siheng said with certainty. He always felt that it was his aunt's food that caused her to have red spots all over her body. So he apologized again: "I was wrong."

As the saying goes, it is no better to know your mistakes. I am afraid that this guy will know that he is wrong, but he is still addicted to it and refuses to correct it.

So Liang Tongtong deliberately hummed twice: "What's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!