Shen Jiaqi sneakily went up to the third floor, a long corridor passed through the third floor, and on the right hand side was a big living room, the living room was full of floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky blue gold velvet curtains were pulled up, and the starlight outside sprinkled in, reflecting the warm and comfortable decoration inside the house.

There are many rooms on both sides of the corridor, which room is Shen Yuqiao in?

Shen Jiaqi frowned, pushed the door of the first room forward along the corridor, the curtains were drawn, and the lights from outside shone in, making people see it at a glance.

No one was there, so Shen Jiaqi continued to the next room.

After pushing open three or four doors one after another, Shen Jiaqi stood in front of the last door, Shen Yuqiao should be in it!

Putting her fingers on the metal doorknob, Shen Jiaqi only felt that her breathing became tense, she gently pushed open the door, and unlike the previous rooms, there was a small floor lamp in this bedroom.

There was a strong smell of red wine in the house, and with that smell of red wine, Shen Jiaqi walked in with light steps, and soon saw the woman lying on the big bed inside.

It was Shen Yuqiao.

Shen Yuqiao opened his mouth slightly, his cheeks were pink and attractive, and his skin that could be broken by blowing was extremely soft under the light of the warm floor lamp, and his skin was good without a trace of flaws, and he could even see the fine fluff on his face.

His jet-black hair was scattered on a sky-blue pillow, and one arm was on top of the quilt, and his arm was white and slender, like a fine pearl.

Shen Yuqiao slept very soundly, her long and dense eyelashes hung quietly on her eyelids like two small fans, and the light cast a silhouette, looking particularly well-behaved.

Shen Yuqiao like this, quiet and beautiful.

Every time Shen Jiaqi saw Shen Yuqiao's quiet and beautiful appearance, she couldn't wait to scratch her face with a knife.

Because Shen Yuqiao doesn't look like Shen Heyang, nor like Ji Xiangyi, he doesn't have the slightest resemblance to her Shen Jiaqi.

Shen Yuqiao doesn't use powder, she is as beautiful as a hibiscus out of water, and she, Shen Jiaqi, has to paint makeup for an hour or two every time she goes out, which is bound to make herself look delicate and beautiful.

But even so, when she and Shen Yuqiao stood together, they were easily compared by Shen Yuqiao.

Since she was a child, she has not once overshadowed Shen Yuqiao, except for the successful design of framing Shen Yuqiao six years ago, so that Shen Yuqiao successfully got engaged to Xiao Jingcheng after "disappearing".

Thousands of calculations, but I didn't count that the person who should have died was still alive and came back alive.

Thinking of the time when Shen Yuqiao scared herself in the beauty shop, the resentment in Shen Jiaqi's eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Sister, sister." Shen Jiaqi bent down and shouted softly, Shen Yuqiao was still sleeping soundly, and he didn't even change his breathing.

The corners of Shen Jiaqi's mouth hooked a strange arc, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Xiao Jingcheng, "Brother Jingcheng is not good, my sister is imprisoned in the last room of the corridor on the third floor, you come and save her." ”

After Shen Jiaqi finished sending the message, she quickly took out Shen Yuqiao's mobile phone, and just wanted to open it and write a message to send to her mobile phone, but found that she couldn't open Shen Yuqiao's password.

She rolled her eyes, quickly picked up Shen Yuqiao's finger and put it on the fingerprint lock behind the screen, and the phone was unlocked.

After quickly sending a "distress" message to his mobile phone, Shen Jiaqi turned off the mobile phone and put it in Shen Yuqiao's hand.

In this way, even if someone asked, how could she know the reason why Shen Yuqiao was imprisoned on the third floor.