21. Chapter 21 Is This A Chinese Ghost Story?
The two of them got inside, heh, it's really a small museum, famous paintings, antiques, and the agarwood from last time.
Gao Han was still very interested in antiques, she walked over and wanted to pick up a porcelain vase to admire, Hua Ran flashed over, and pressed her hand, "Don't move, although there is no monitoring here, but the things here, as long as you move, the alarm will sound immediately, you want to provoke the group of big men outside."
What a vicious guy, what the hell, don't move, Gao Han shrugged, "Then let's get to work, there's not much time, since you say so, I want to see how you take that tail flower off."
After speaking, he stood aside alone, holding his chest with both hands and looking at Hua Ran with evil spirits.
Hua Ran twitched the corners of her mouth, she walked to the painting, stared at it for a while, smiled, she took out the dagger, picked at a thin line on the wall that was difficult to detect, and then quickly took down the painting, took out a fake from the backpack, and successfully exchanged it in three or two, she carefully rolled up the real painting and put it in the backpack, smiling at Gao Han, "It's over."
Damn, change to a fake one, Leng Tianlie is not angry, Gao Han imagines how his ice cube face will be twisted, and his heart is happy.
She pointed out to Hua Ran, "Great thief, amazing, let's go, it's the ability to get out of the road safely."
The two of them quit the same way, without that pile of infrared nets, it was much simpler, Hua Ran took off the camera and put it in his backpack.
The noise outside was gone, the two of them sped up their movements, Hua Ran turned over and grabbed the rope and slid down, landing smoothly in the bushes, she looked around and beckoned to Gao Han.
Gao Han turned out of the window eaves, just buckled the buckle on the rope, suddenly Hua Ran moved the rope a few times, someone, Gao Han wanted to turn over, Mom, there was a sound of talking from the stairs, Gao Han secretly screamed badly, she quickly took a look, the window on the third floor was open, she stretched out her head to see that it was the bathroom, and then flew in.
Gao Han leaned against the window and looked at the bathroom, a large bathroom of dozens of square meters, all white decorations, massage, sauna, everything is available.
There was a saxophone tune playing in the bathroom, melodious and beautiful, Gao Han was not in the mood to listen to it, there should be someone on the other side of the curtain, and now she couldn't get in or out, she held her breath, walked over in fear, she reached for the small backpack behind her back, which was her weapon - drug.
There was a faint fragrance on the side of the curtain, and the hot air was steaming in the tub, emitting a swirling mist, like a light veil...... Render a misty mood......
The fragrance is accompanied by the refreshing scent of lavender, which rushes into the cold nose and gives it a comfortable and relaxing feeling......
This will make people let down their guard, Gao Han fell his head hard, and leaned over step by step......
As she approached the curtain, she "came out" with a nice heavy low rage......
Gao Han lifted the curtain with his hand and took a quick look at the bathtub, a man sitting in the bathtub......
Without thinking, she flew over and threw him down, sinking into the water, her cold lips pressed against his thin warm lips......
What is it? The woman's little tongue was deftly teasing him, a familiar taste, a sense of déjà vu, and he couldn't help but forget that this was an uninvited guest who suddenly broke in.
Nicole? Agilawood?
Hell yes.
Is this A Chinese Ghost Story?
Gao Han deepened the kiss and sucked it hard, and the little cloves made his heart beat faster.
Leng Tianlie unconsciously kissed her back, fiercely