Yi Qing wanted to tease him again, but his strength was not enough. He hated himself for being a scum in the battle and was not unlucky when facing a pretty boy. He could only act coquettishly and say, "I want to drink some honey. Go get me a cup."
With that, Xiao Bu Dian's face suddenly changed.
Yi Qing, "..."
You want a glass of water and you turn hostile?
However, when he saw Xiao Fei solemnly make a gesture of silence and then look out of the window, Yi Qing shut his mouth.
Xiao Bao pointed under the bed.
Yi Qing: "?"
She pointed to her nose, then to the bottom of the bed, to confirm with him.
Xiao Fen nodded.
Yi Qing made a face of helplessness, grabbed the porcelain pillow on the bed and crawled under the bed.
This porcelain pillow was the most likely weapon she could get her hands on.