After a lot of effort, Luo Weiwei finally climbed up.

The window of the room on the second floor was not closed, and the smell of incense ash came from inside, mixed with the smell of fruit.

The boy's room, how can it smell like this?

Luo Weiwei looked in curiously, and this sight almost scared her to death—Fan Yihang was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to her. On the table in front of her, there were incense candles and fruits, and there were flying cigarette ashes in the room.

This...... Did Fan Yihang enter any religion?

Luo Weiwei covered her mouth so that she didn't make a sound, but the other party seemed to notice something and looked up at the window.

She immediately lowered her head, and she didn't know if the other party had found out, but she heard an old voice inside: "Come out after kowtowing." ”

In addition to Fan Yihang, there are still people, it shouldn't be their leader, right? When you listen to that old but deep voice, it is not simple.

Luo Weiwei lay on the dusty air conditioner, listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and came to a conclusion: this place is not suitable for a long time.

She poked her foot down before the other party walked to the window, dangling her slender ankle, and finally found a support point, she climbed the air conditioner with her hand, and stretched her other foot down as well—

Just listen to the "bang", that support point is broken! Luo Weiwei fell directly from above.

Because this place was so terrifying, Luo Weiwei even controlled herself from screaming.

Fortunately, there was a lawn below, and although she fell to the ground, it hurt a lot, but she didn't break her hands and feet, but the old wound of the little ass did not heal and new injuries were added......

A blessing in misfortune.

Luo Weiwei supported the ground with her hands, embarrassed, but after adjusting it, she immediately ran away in pain.

Fan Yihang stood on the side of the bed and looked down, and saw a white back figure limping away from here by moonlight.

Seeing this scene, his lowered eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he was more indifferent than usual.

Luo Weiwei, why is it her again?

Fan Yihang pressed the corner of his forehead with a little headache.

What can he do to break Luo Weiwei's mind?

……

This night, Luo Weiwei didn't sleep well.

Finally falling asleep, she suddenly dreamed that she was tied into a dark room lit only by white candles, and suddenly Fan Yihang became a headless male corpse......

In short, one night haunted by nightmares, it was like a curse.

And the buttocks she fell on were still aching, and she couldn't lie down and sleep, so she could only lie sideways, but her left arm was also injured, so she could only sleep on her right side.

It's just that compared to these, she is more entangled in whether Fan Yihang has read love letters...... Ahh Afternoon.

If she sees it, does she want to go head-to-head with Fan Yihang?

According to the current situation, the situation of heads-up is only that she was unilaterally picked by Fan Yihang.

She is dignified Luo Weiwei is not afraid of the sky, she is afraid that she will not be able to save her life!

But if she doesn't fight alone, then where is her majesty as the boss of the Seventh?

What is the point of saving the dog's life, but stealing it?

When the sky was white, the brain finally recovered from the fear of the unknown and fell into a deep sleep......

A few hours later, Luo Weiwei, who had not been asleep for long, was dragged directly from the bed by Ms. Ruan Yujuan.

"If you don't get up, I'll let Qianqian go first! lest she be late with you. ”

Luo Weiwei didn't sleep well last night, she has been having some strange dreams, she was forcibly pulled up by Ms. Ruan Yujuan, she was still a little confused, her hair was unkempt, but she looked like a little milk cat begging for food.