She quickly looked at the decorations in the house, then left the door, and then looked at the environment outside. Only then did she confirm that she had not gone to the wrong house.

She walked in again with anger, "I wonder what the Marquis was visiting late at night?"

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, suddenly turned his wrist and the shiny knife in his hand refracted a ray of light, hitting Rong Qingqing's face, and asked in a deep voice: "You know it's already late at night, why did you come back so late?"

Rong Qingqing was stabbed by the sword light in his hand and reached out to block it discomfortably. At this time, when he heard his questioning, he frowned. This guy was really getting wider and wider, but he was concerned about the knife in his hand and had to say Xiaoyi: "I'll go and play with Yanran."

"What's so fun about you two women? You still have so late!" Xie Jingrun frowned and couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with Shangguan Yanran.

Rong Qingqing's lips twitched. She didn't play with Yanran, would she play with him? Look at what he said!

And he, a big man, sat in her room with a big thorn. Don’t you think it’s wrong? Don’t you avoid suspicion?

She was not interested in standing here to discuss these unnutritional topics with him, so she raised her hand to cover her mouth, yawned, and said tiredly: "Marty, I want to take a shower and rest. If there is no other order, you should go back and rest first."

Her intention to expel guests was so obvious that Xie Jingrun could naturally hear it, but her mind couldn't help but flash the scene of her bathing last night.

He actually didn't see anything, but the scene of the woman's graceful figure reflected on the screen seemed to be engraved into his mind and could not forget it.

He hesitated for a while before he stood up and said, "What you said last night has come true."

Rong Qingqing was not surprised, "Oh."

Seeing her reaction so plainly, Xie Jingrun frowned and looked at her scrutinizedly, "Who are you?"

Rong Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and said dryly: "I think I had already made it clear last night. I am Rong Qingqing and have no other identity."

Xie Jingrun held the knife handle and said lightly: "It's best."

Rong Qingqing smiled, "Don't worry, marquis."

Xie Jingrun glanced at her faintly, held the Xiuchun Knife in his hand and stepped out of the door.

Seeing this, Rong Qingqing hurried over and closed the door vigorously.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door closing came from behind him, Xie Jingrun paused, and his handsome face flashed with haze.

What does this stinky girl mean?

Before the others could go far, she couldn't wait to close the door. Was she just guarding against him?

Thinking of this, his handsome face turned black.

Opposite, Xie Jingyi quietly closed the door that opened a crack.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Just now she saw Xie Jingrun coming out of calm Qingqing's house.

Why did Xie Jingrun come out of Qingqing's house calmly? What did the two of them do in the house?

At the middle of the night, what good things can a lonely man and a widowed woman live together in the same room?

A hint of surprise flashed between her eyebrows and eyes.

After Xie Jingrun left Rong Qingqing, he went back to his room directly. However, the moment he pushed open the door, a sharp murderous aura suddenly flashed through his eyes.

"Who?"

After saying that, he suddenly pulled out the Xiuchun Sword.

The cold blade passed by, and a "click" sound came from the room. Then, with a loud "bang", the bed was already split, and two naked women rolled from the bed to the ground in a mess.
Chapter completed!