Finally, after tossing several times, after hitting the small fish tank in front of Ye Sanmo's cards, Seventeen successfully got out from under the dirty clothes.

After scanning left and right, she whispered to herself, "The master is gone, Seventeen went to find the master." ”

Turn left and turn right,

Forward and backward turn,

What the hell is this place, the master's home is so simple.

Finally turned to the door, but was stopped by the lock on the door, Seventeen stretched out a small electric hand, scratched his head, and milked the electric sound:

"Oh no, the door was locked outside."

"Seventeen is not afraid, seventeen will be hot."

"Planck's fire, burn!" Milk electric sound, Seventeen stretched out his small electric hand, stretched out towards the lock on the door, and let out two smug smirks, with the Big Bang technology as the core, the flame with the highest temperature can reach the Planck temperature, so that he is not afraid of these broken copper and iron of human beings.

Bang~

The lock on the door melted and blew up~

"Seventeen has been rescued, Seventeen is going to find his master!" Milk with electric sound, without even looking back, positioning Ye Sanmo's position, the robot left the dormitory.

Behind him, the iron lock, which had just been melted by Planck's fire, exploded onto Ye Sanmo's quilt......

It's like small black and gold wings, slowly devouring everything in the dormitory.

That's right, dorm ...... It's on fire!

The first person to notice that the dormitory was on fire was the dormitory manager at the door.

"What does it smell like?"

Smelling the smell, the dormitory manager found Ye Sangmo's dormitory, the door was pushed open, and she was directly scared that her legs were weak, and she quickly called 119~

However, at this moment, the perpetrator Seventeen is running towards the playground leisurely, milking electric music as he walks: "One, two, three, four, seventeen to find the master~ One two, three four, seventeen to find the master~"

On the playground, after standing in a military posture, the instructor arranged a talent show time for everyone.

Ye Sangmo instantly lay on the grass, like a dead man, it is impossible to perform a talent show, it is impossible to perform a talent show in this life, and he can't dance, he can only hum a few lyrics that can't even be searched on the Internet, or out of tune, if he goes up to perform, I'm afraid he will violate the criminal law. After all, people need money to sing, and I sing to death~

I thought that she could lie here and enjoy the long-legged throat subwoofer, but suddenly a cold claw covered her head. Well, this claw is still a little familiar~

Tilting her head, she saw a stupid robot winking at her.

"Drop, navigation ends."

"Seventeen? What are you doing here? Ye Sanmo hurriedly sat up, hid her in his arms, and muttered in a low voice, "No, didn't I lock the door, how did you get out?!" ”

"It's burning."

"Burned?"

Ye Sangmo looked surprised, and didn't quite understand what Seventeen meant.

At this time, the school's big radio rang out: "Please come to the dormitory management office of the girls' dormitory as soon as possible after hearing the broadcast, Ye Sanmo, Li Xiangxue, Nan San, and Wei Jiajia of the 2018 Chinese Language and Literature 1801 class." ”

Ye Sanmo's face darkened, it was over, it was definitely not a good thing...... Just now Seventeen said that he burned the lock, should he ...... Let's go back and pay for the lock, right?

With seventeen stuffed in his arms, Ye Sangmo tiptoed to ask the instructor for leave and rushed to the dormitory management office of the girls' dormitory. As soon as he arrived downstairs, Ye Sanmo's eyes widened in horror...... Is the fire extinguished?

couldn't help but tear off his coat, and a pair of suspicious eyes locked on Seventeen: "Tell me honestly, what have you done?" ”