Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Then there were the messy footsteps.

There were also the sounds of knuckles tapping against the ears.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes.

She grabbed the man's hand and lowered her head to write in the dark.

"They are dumb."

The girl's nails were neatly trimmed, and every stroke of her shiny index finger across her palm brought a strange touch...

The man behind her was breathing a little irregular.

In the dark, such breathing changes were very obvious.

Qiao Nian, who was writing with her head down as if she knew nothing, seemed not to feel the breath brushing against her neck. One hand grabbed his hand, and the other hand slowly communicated with his palm horizontally, vertically, and horizontally.

"...Morse code."

The man behind her did not respond. It was unknown whether he did not recognize the words written by Qiao Nian or it was inconvenient to answer. In short, he did not give any feedback, but he did not pull his hand away.

Qiao Nian assumed that he understood and continued to hold his hand and write.

"Do you have any way to get out?"

In the dark, each other's breathing was clearly audible. Outside, there were the footsteps and noise of those who were searching for their whereabouts, and every step seemed to step on their hearts.

She let go of her hand after writing, and prepared to turn around.

The man who had not moved held her shoulders and pressed her back forcefully, not allowing her to look at him, while approaching her earlobe, breathing slowly and risking being discovered.

He said in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qiao Nian raised her head slightly. Although she couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, she could feel his firm gaze. She nodded gently and tried to calm herself down.

It was still a strange voice, not the one she knew, but it gave her a strong feeling, making her eager to confirm it.

However, the space was too small, and the two bodies inevitably pressed tightly together. Qiao Nian could clearly feel the heartbeat behind her, as intense as her own.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes, and her irritability made her instinctively want to grab something. She bent her lowered hand and touched the position of her pocket to find a lighter.

When she was upset, she liked to play with things in her hands, which could divert some of her attention.

In order to make her more comfortable, the man behind her tried to lean back as much as possible, but he didn't want to touch the partition of the wall, making a slight muffled sound.

The footsteps outside stopped suddenly, and the breathing of the two people stagnated instantly.

"Tap, tap." It was the sound of typing Morse code again.

Qiao Nian pricked up her ears to distinguish that the person outside was communicating with the person on the other end of the earphone, saying that he heard a "strange sound".

The person on the other end of the earphone seemed to know the Sixth Continent very well, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Search the room for any secret passages."

Qiao Nian straightened up, and all the cells in her body erected a high wall. She grabbed the wrist of the man behind her, and pressed down with five fingers. She was about to sacrifice herself to break through the door and help him lead away the approaching killer...

The man behind her seemed to have discovered her intention, and he stretched out his long arm, hooked her shoulders and pulled her back, embedding her in his arms.

Qiao Nian pressed against his chest, and her ears and body could hear his strong heartbeat.

Somehow, the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. Qiao Nian's cheeks were unconsciously hot. At this extremely dangerous moment, a strange feeling rose in her heart.

Time was infinitely stretched in this second.

So much so that she almost missed the Morse code that the person outside typed out again: 'Too late, someone is coming up. ' (End of this chapter)