"Thank you!"

Xiang Dilin nodded, and strode out of the lounge in silence.

Jun turned his face lightly, winked at him, and walked out of the lounge after Leng Mo.

After the two left, Zhao Yiyi immediately picked up the prepared camera and hung the backpack on his body.

"Then you watch the live broadcast here, and I'll take pictures of Sister Jun and them!"

Leng Mo has no assistant for the time being, and Zhao Yiyi is responsible for these locks in the work, and she can use Leng Mo's Weibo to help him become popular.

In the lounge, only Emperor Lin was left.

Emperor Lin raised his eyes to the TV screen for a moment, then reached over his fingers and pinched the ticket on the table and put it in his pocket.

Everyone is trying, and he doesn't want to be alone here.

If you can't help with anything else, you can at least help them cheer up in the audience.

Pulling open the door, he strode out of the lounge.

Near the exit, Emperor Lin suddenly stopped.

I forgot to leave a note for her, in case she didn't see him when she came back, I was afraid that I would be in a hurry.

Thinking about it, he turned back the way he came.

Lounge diagonally opposite.

Ni Wei lazily dangled his legs on the coffee table, and seeing that Jun Qing and Leng Mo were about to go on stage, he retracted his legs and stood up.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

"Lazy donkey grinding!" Bai Lu complained in a low voice.

Zhao Manyu glared at her, turned his face and reminded with a smile, "Xiao Wei, hurry up, don't be too late!" ”

"Don't worry, it's not good late!"

Ni Wei opened the door and walked out of the lounge, and came to the door of the lounge where Jun Qing and Leng Mo came.

Sure no one was looking, he pushed the door open and dodged inside.

His gaze swept over the lounge, his gaze fixed on Jun Qing's back.

"Dead girl!" With a cold snort, Ni Wei strode over, stuffed the cigarette case into Jun Qing's backpack, and laughed out loud: "This time, I let you two die, you don't know how to die!" ”

I touched the door, pulled it open a crack, and quietly looked out.

Sure that no one was paying attention, Ni Wei flashed out of the door as fast as he could, and returned to his lounge.

Emperor Lin turned back the original way, turned the corner of the corridor, and just saw Ni Wei's back ghost Chongchong coming out of Jun Qing's lounge and disappearing into another room diagonally opposite.

Thief?!

Emperor Lin strode into Jun Qing's lounge and glanced around.

The mobile phone and computer were all in the same place, and noticing the handbag that Jun Qing was crooked on the sofa, Emperor Lin reached out and took the handbag and opened the zipper.

Originally, I wanted to see if her wallet was safe, but when I opened my handbag, I saw a small rectangular hard box lying next to her wallet.

Smoke!

When did this girl start smoking?

Emperor Lin frowned, grabbed the cigarette case, and opened the lid.

There were no cigarette rolls in the cigarette case, only two paper packets stuffed inside.

Emperor Lin pinched one out in confusion, unfolded the paper wrapped on the outside, and saw the dark green leaves inside, the man's eyebrows jumped heavily.

When they were in the team, they often had tasks such as collecting drugs at sea, and they were naturally very familiar with these things.

Just smelling the smell, Emperor Lin already recognized what it was.

He's gently, sucking this kind of thing?!

No!

No way!

Even when she was at her most out of line, she had never touched such a thing.

What's more, now, she has regained her memory.

At this point, Emperor Lin has absolute trust in her.

But if it wasn't hers, how could this thing be in her bag?

Don't.......

Emperor Lin's eyes flashed the figure of the ghost chong just now.