A Smiling Demon

She wrapped Qiao Xing'er in a blanket again and called Rong Jinghui in.

"You're familiar with the Qiao family's terrain, right?" She asked Rong Jinghui.

Rong Jinghui and Qiao Sisi were already telepathically connected. He immediately glanced at Qiao Xing'er, who was wrapped like a cocoon on the bed. "You're bringing her out?"

"Sister likes to play with men so much. If I don't send her to do it, how can our sisterly love be deep?" If one only heard Qiao Sisi's tone, they would think that she really had some extraordinary feelings for Qiao Xing'er.

Qiao Xing'er's heart turned cold.

Hearing Rong Jinghui's and Qiao Sisi's words, they had no good intentions from the moment they entered the Qiao family.

After figuring out the terrain, she still had a knife and chemicals on her. How was she here to acknowledge her family? She was clearly here to rob them.

As expected, Qiao Sisi had already searched the room.