"Make way for , everyone!!"
Hearing this voice, Zhang Feng’s expression instantly turned peculiar, swallowing the words he was about to say.
Beside him, Ma Xiaotong, who was holding Zhang Feng’s arm, also turned her head instinctively.
Although her pupils still seed hollow and lifeless.
Surprised emotions nonetheless conveyed through.
A woman who can say such things to people from the Special Ninth Bureau, who else could it be but Qin Huan?
Qin Huan had basically completed the matters at the park.
She also arrived at the hotel booked by the Special Ninth Bureau.
Just arrived and caught sight of this scene.
In three brisk steps, she quickly ran to the front of Zhang Feng, shouting at the two subordinates blocking the way:
"Let tell you!"
"Immortal Zhang is a friend of our Special Ninth Bureau, and Miss Ma is also a friend of our Special Ninth Bureau."
"Although Immortal Zhang and Miss Ma’s identities are quite special, they are people who help us, not our enemies!"
"So all of you rember this, Immortal Zhang and Miss Ma..."
"Hold on, hold on." Qin Huan’s lecture wasn’t finished yet.
Standing behind Qin Huan, Zhang Feng couldn’t help but interrupt.
With a stiff expression, he said:
"To clarify, I’m not called Immortal; my na is Zhang Feng..."
Who knew Qin Huan waved it off without concern:
"Oh, it’s all the sa, everyone knows who you are."
Then she continued lecturing, ignoring Zhang the Immortal.
Making the corner of Zhang Feng’s eyes stiffen, his eyelashes nearly snapping.
Nonetheless, Qin Huan’s admonishing tone, akin to a female bandit, made the emotions transmitted from Ma Xiaotong beside him even more apparent.
She couldn’t help but gently tug at Zhang Feng’s sleeve.
Helplessly, Zhang Feng turned to face Ma Xiaotong’s hollow eyes.
No one said a word, but there was an inexplicable sense of mutual understanding.
Ma Xiaotong: "Did I see wrong? It’s actually Sister Qin Huan?"
Zhang Feng: "That’s right, it’s her."
Ma Xiaotong: "But Sister Qin Huan wasn’t like this before, how did she beco like this? Was she possessed?"
Zhang Feng: "No, she wasn’t possessed, just her acting is too good."
Ma Xiaotong: "Oh well..."
Qin Huan: "Is it really okay for you to be gossiping about like this?"
Zhang Feng & Ma Xiaotong: "You can hear our thoughts?!"
Illusion, it’s all an illusion!
Under Qin Huan’s strong assault, the two Special Ninth Bureau guys cautiously moved aside, watching Qin Huan lead Zhang Feng and Ma Xiaotong into the hotel.
In the elevator going up, Qin Huan sidled close to Zhang Feng.
At this mont, a glimr in her eyes had changed.
No need for tacit operations, Zhang Feng knew Qin Huan had sothing to say to him.
Her voice beca a bit serious, softly saying:
"My room is 409, it’s below yours, I’ll wait for you there."
After saying this.
The elevator opened at the fourth floor, Qin Huan gracefully exited, and before leaving, glanced back at Zhang Feng.
The gleam in her eyes was hard to comprehend.
Zhang Feng slightly twitched his mouth, although uncertain about what Qin Huan wanted, seeing her serious deanor, he decided to check it out anyway.
For no reason, Zhang Feng’s body lightly shuddered.
There was a persistent feeling of special eyes boring into him.
Chilling his spine sowhat.
Turning stiffly, he saw those hollow eyes eerily fixing on his profile.
For the first ti, Zhang Feng felt Ma Xiaotong’s gaze on him was terrifying.
"Uh, you... cough cough..."
Zhang Feng felt his throat getting dry.
"Why are you... looking at like that..."
The elevator door opened at the fifth floor.
Yet the two remained frozen, neither stepping out.
The elevator door closed again.
Luckily, the hotel was already booked by the Special Ninth Bureau, and no one else was using the elevator at this hour.
Ma Xiaotong continued staring at Zhang Feng, her voice devoid of any tone, slowly spoke:
"I know why you aren’t spending ti with anymore!"
"It’s not because of Sister Lin Rui, turns out you have a date with Sister Qin Huan!"
Three huge exclamation marks appeared above Zhang Feng’s head, like he was about to jump in the elevator, screaming:
"Do you even realize what you’re saying?!"
"What nonsense about because of Qin Huan?"
"When did I make plans with her!"
"This was a sudden arrangent from her... no... shouldn’t say it like that..."
"Though she said she’d wait in her room, it’s not for to do...!"
"Ah!!"
Zhang Feng realized the more he explained, the more it seed true!
"Anyway, you’re misunderstanding! Qin Huan and I won’t do anything weird or strange."
"Oh," Ma Xiaotong replied nonchalantly.
What the hell are you "oh"ing about!!
Zhang Feng was close to breaking down!
The lant inside was imnse!
Qin Huan, damn you!
Can’t you talk to openly and frankly?
Why are you waiting in your room for no reason?!
Do you need to accompany you even when using the bathroom?!
You, you....
How will I ever hold my head up in front of my sister again!
"Ugh...."
Zhang Feng’s sigh hung with resentnt.
Ma Xiaotong, on the other hand, seed not to dwell on it anymore, pressed the elevator button, left Zhang Feng, walked out, turned to Zhang Feng and said:
"You don’t need to stay with , I’ll go find Sister Lin Rui myself, you go see Sister Qin Huan."
You...
I...
Zhang Feng’s deanor stiffened to the extre.
Why does Ma Xiaotong’s words
make it sound like I’m so kind of ti managent master?
But the elevator door slowly closed.
In a fit, Zhang Feng angrily pressed the button for the fourth floor!
No way!
This Qin Huan embarrassed in front of my sister!
I’d like to see what she wants with .
If it’s not important?
I’ll lock her in the bathroom and smack her butt with a belt!!
As Zhang Feng approached, he unbuckled his belt, ready to swing it at any mont.
But wouldn’t you know it, the elevator door opened at that mont.
The elevator hadn’t moved, why would it open?
Next thing, Zhang Feng froze.
Because standing outside the elevator was still Ma Xiaotong!
Zhang Feng was stunned, quickly turned his head, realizing due to his impatience earlier, he hadn’t noticed pressing the fifth floor button again.
And the elevator opening, with Ma Xiaotong witnessing his belt unbuckling.
Nothing more chilling than sudden silence.
Ma Xiaotong glanced up and down, then raised her head.
Zhang Feng similarly stiffened, glancing at his actions, then at Ma Xiaotong’s cold white skin, her small blank face.
This ti, Ma Xiaotong, with her characteristic, icy monotone voice, coolly said:
"Brother, no rush, we’re still in the elevator, wait till you’re in Sister Qin Huan’s room for that."
Zhang Feng wanted to cry:
"It’s not like that——!"
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