"Turn the window? How is it possible? Is the window papery?" Ou Mingxuan asked in astonishment.

Nangonglin touched his chin, "Well, it seems to be..."

The houses in the manor are old and all have retro designs, aren't the windows just papery.

The next second, there was a "bang" in the room, and it was obvious that someone had entered.

Rely on! This sinister guy! It is even more sinister than the old fox Ou Mingxuan!

He was so careless, he only cared about Ou Mingxuan, but he forgot about it.

Nangong silently didn't care about anything else, and immediately opened the door and rushed in.

"What about people?"

Leng Sichen had already searched the entire room, but found that there was no one at all, and his expression suddenly became dark clouds over the city.

Nangong breathed a sigh of relief at this silently, and then snorted coldly, "I didn't say she was here again."

Ou Mingxuan was angry, and rushed to grab Nangongmo by the collar, "Are you kidding me?"

Nangong slowly opened Ou Mingxuan's fingers one by one, and said every word, "Don't frame me, when did I trick people?"

The pronunciation of the word "person" is particularly hard.

"You..." Ou Mingxuan angrily pointed at his hand and fell helplessly.

Leng Sichen frowned and looked at Nangonglin.

Nangonglin shrugged and leaned against the door, showing that she was helpless.

If he speaks at this time, this son is really going to be mad. What's more, he also wanted to see how much Leng Sichen knew about Xia Yuxun.

Ou Mingxuan squatted down weakly, holding his head with his hands, motionless, "Yu Xun, where are you, where are you... I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it... You can kill me... please. come out……"

His shoulders were shaking fragilely, and his head hung down, humble and hurt to the extreme.

Nangonglin's expression stagnated, and that scene suddenly touched a corner of his memory, "Xiao Mo, forget it, tell him..."

Nangong glared at Nangonglin silently, obviously disagreeing, he had taken the weight of the weight this time, so he refused to look at Ou Mingxuan.

Her life was pinched in his hands, and he couldn't help being cruel.

On the other side, I saw Leng Sichen walking around in the house.

"What else are you looking for? I said she's not here, you all go out!" A trace of tension appeared on Nangong's silent face, and she started rushing to drive people.

However, as soon as he approached Leng Sichen, he was so frightened by his icy gaze that he did not dare to step forward.

Nangong Mo's panic and deliberately lowered voice had long revealed some clues, and Xia Yuxun must be here.

Leng Sichen's forehead was full of sweat. I didn't know whether it was sick sweat or anxious cold sweat. He walked around the house anxiously like a sleepy beast.

Kaoru, you are here, I know, you must be here!

Leng Sichen tried his best to calm himself down, first quietly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them after a while, his eyes falling like a torch on the carved mahogany closet in the corner.

Nangong silently mentioned his throat and wanted to stop Leng Sichen, but it was too late.

Leng Sichen strode over and opened the cabinet door.

The girl's petite body was curled up in the corner of the small wardrobe, her long eyelashes converged smoothly, she fell asleep, her cheeks still had tears, and she hugged an embroidered pillow in her arms...