"Aisha, when did you gossip so much?" Al quipped as he looked at the woman in front of him who was sexy and charming.

"Gossip? I'm just concerned about the assistants. Aisha picked up the custom-made pink cigarette case from the console, took a cigarette out of it, and held it in her mouth.

"Al, borrow a fire." Aisha said with an eyebrow at Al.

“OK！ Of course no problem, my pleasure! Al came out of nowhere with a lighter and lit a cigarette for Aisha.

"Thank you~!" Aisha said as she spat out a smoke ring.

"Extinguish." As soon as Aisha took two puffs, Alec looked at her a little dissatisfied, but he was wearing a mask, and the two of them couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Don't like it?" Aisha took the cigarette in her hand and asked playfully.

Alec didn't speak, just stared at Aisha without speaking, exuding cold air all over her body.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll put it out right away, don't be angry." Aisha smiled and extinguished the cigarette in her hand.

"Aisha, have you been on a mission lately?" Al said to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"No, I'm not in the mood to take on tasks lately." Aisha replied, playing with her cigarette case.

"Yo? Not in the mood? Was it dumped by your lover? Or is the menstrual period coming? Can't get the job done? Al leaned over to Aisha and asked.

"If you don't want to become a panda eye, you can talk to me!" Aisha said with a cold look at Al.

"Good! I can probably guess that it was both, right? Al continued, not afraid of death.

"Hehe, Al, what is that on the screen?" Aisha said, gesturing to the surveillance screen.

"Huh? Is there a situation? Al subconsciously tilted his head to look over.

"Nope." Al turned his head back again.

"Bang--" Aisha punched Al in the face?

"! FUCKYOU！ Al yelled, covering his eyes.

"Shut up!"

Alec and Aisha reprimanded Al at the same time.

"I, I'm ......" Al covered his eyes, at this moment he felt so miserable, so pitiful, they were all murdering him, no one felt sorry for him, woo woo...... Woo woo ~ Why is he so miserable.

The camera pans back to Nalan Yixue's side.

The two took the elevator and went down to the second floor.

The second layer is different from the first, revealing eerie and dark everywhere, but is full of all kinds of pink things.

The pink walls, the pink ornaments, the pink bows, the pink balloons, it's like a little girl's room, not like a training place at all.

"Does it feel loved?" Yan Fei looked down at Nalan Yixue and asked.

"Not at all, do you think it's loving?" Nalan Yixue looked at Yan Fei with an idiotic look and said.

Inexplicably despised by others, he felt a little hurt in his heart, what did he do wrong, he just asked!

"I thought you'd like it, after all, don't all little girls like pink?" Yan Fei defended himself aggrievedly.

"Then you may have any misunderstanding about the little girl, or any misunderstanding about me." Nalan Yixue said coldly.

"Get out of the way!" Nalan Yixue suddenly pushed Yan Fei away. Shout loudly.

A bullet came in the direction of the two men.

"! Is it so exciting? Yan Fei glanced at the bullet that was still smoking from the wall behind him, and burst into a foul mouth.