As Xie Jiuhan's secret guard, there was no doubt about her strength. Moreover, Xie Jiuhan had taught her many things, such as breathing techniques, concealment techniques, and even specially taught her how to control her heartbeat. Although she learned quickly and used it well, it paled in comparison to Xie Jiuhan.
Xie Jiuhan stood on the balcony and looked in through the window. He didn't seem to have any intention of going in. It wasn't that he didn't want to go in to see Feng Qing, but he couldn't go in because Feng Qing's hearing was too good. Even in her sleep, as long as there was a slight abnormality, she would immediately wake up.
His gaze shifted to the clothes on the drying rope on the balcony. Pink undergarments and underwear. Feng Qing had washed them all. The man's heartbeat sped up a few times, and his entire body felt a little hot.
