Leng Jiao, on the other hand, saw that Huo Sikai did not show much emotion, and there was no change in his eyes.
He was so cold that he did not look like her.
“Where is Sister Qiuci?”
Leng Jiao came to Huo Sikai, who was in a daze, and said lightly, as if she was asking a stranger for directions by the roadside.
But even if she asked for directions, she should be polite, right?
Huo Sikai thought angrily.
But he didn’t dare to show it on his face. He coughed lightly and pointed behind him. “Here, in the room.”
Leng Jiao nodded and didn’t say anything else. She walked into the building.
Huo Sikai turned around with a wrinkled face and looked at Leng Jiao’s graceful but handsome back. He was depressed.
Is He so unpopular now?
Leng Jiao entered the building and went straight to the guest room. She raised her hand and knocked. She heard a familiar voice coming from inside. She suppressed the excitement in her heart and pushed the door open.
