Jiang Xiaobai held the little fox in his arms and stared at the ceiling.
Tomorrow was indeed dangerous, but thinking that he could get closer to the truth, he couldn't help but feel happy.
At six o'clock in the morning of the next day, the fatty Tang had arrived.
The knock on the door disturbed Jiang Xiaobai's dream.
"Who are you two?"
Jiang Xiaoqian opened the door and was confused to see the person.
The fatty Tang and Zhou Yi asked at the same time, "It's you?"
Seeing the expressions on the two people's faces, Jiang Xiaoqian began to recall whether she had seen them before.
"Ah! I remember that you two were the people who stopped me at that time!"
Seeing that the little fox didn't wake up, Jiang Xiaobai gently pulled out his arms, put on his clothes, and left the bedroom.
"Tang!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice interrupted them.
"Wow, Jiang, you're so lucky that you live with such a beautiful girl.
Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Xiaoqian felt a little embarrassed.