Time Agent: Brother, this pot is a bit heavy!

There was a whistle outside the window, and not long after, the car sped away.

Qin Weizhong left.

There was no one in the house at this time, and it was a good time for him to get out of here.

Gu Qi's eyes flashed, he had probed beforehand, the floor by the window was the easiest place to pry in the whole room, and he took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to come under that floor.

He reached out to break it, the veins bulging on the back of his folded hand, and he exerted all his strength, but he could only barely pry the floor up.

Gu Qi's soul is wearing an aunt Li Wanlian in her fifties, who is simply powerless. In addition, he has not eaten for two days, and his body is a little weak.

It took him a long time to pry up only one plank. The owner of the house does not know how long he will be gone, and he can't afford to delay too much time on this, so he has to leave as soon as possible.

He suddenly remembered that before he was sealed to the floor, he had a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, but now, the reading glasses were gone.

Thinking of this, he reached for his coat pocket, and sure enough, he found a pair of silver aluminum reading glasses.

He took off the lenses and put them in his pocket, then used one end of the frame to pry the floor. With the tools, it's much faster this time. In a short time, the floor was pried up.

He tucked the frames into his coat pocket and slammed the floor open piece by piece. When the floor finally revealed half a person's position, he finally arrived and left the cramped and cramped space.

There was a noise at one end of the hallway, and someone took advantage of the moonlight to climb through the window.

The man leaned against the window and gasped, cursed in a low voice, and then landed on the floor with great difficulty, and walked towards the house.

Gu Qi frowned, who could it be so late?

He leaned out of the window and glanced downstairs.

On the third floor, the man must have made all the preparations before climbing up. But he could not go down without making all preparations.

He turned and glanced at the room he was in.

The room was cramped and cramped, except for the bed and dresser, and the only thing left was the wardrobe next to me.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he hurriedly restored the broken floor one by one, and quickly climbed under the bed.

The door was pushed open.

The man came into the house and walked towards the dresser.

The moonlight outside the window shone in, casting a light white light on the visitor's face.

The person who came had flaxen-colored curly hair, some folds on his face, dark yellow skin, and a pair of aluminum reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, except that he did not have the mole on his face, he looked exactly like Li Wanlian worn by Gu Qisoul.

Gu Qi couldn't see the appearance of the visitor clearly under the bed, he could only see that the visitor was rummaging on the dresser to no avail, and walked towards the switch on the side of the door.

Gu Qi was shocked, this person didn't want to turn on the light!

This bed skirt hung down on one side, although it was just enough to cover himself, but the bed skirt was too thin and a little transparent.

If the man turns on the light, he will have a clear view of where he is hiding.

Gu Qi glanced under the bed, there was nothing but an old-fashioned leather suitcase.

So, he pulled out the frame and held it in his hand.

The visitor's hand retracted it before it reached the switch. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the light, and when he rummaged through

the room, he was almost under the bed.

Gu Qi's face was a little solemn.

The man leaned down, and the skirt of the bed was slowly lifted...

The headlights of the car downstairs hit the glass, and the inner room was bright.

Someone came, how could it be so fast!!)

The man put down his hand to lift the sheets, hesitated for a moment, and then turned to leave.

Gu Qi heard the man's footsteps go away, and seemed to jump down along the windowsill where he came.

"Knock knock" The footsteps going upstairs sounded, and Qin Weizhong, who had left, came back.

Qin Weizhong glanced at the open door and paused.

Before leaving, the door was obviously closed, how could it be opened!

He turned on the light in the room, walked quickly to the open window, and looked downstairs, a black figure flashed into the grass in a somewhat embarrassed way.

The speed is a little fast, almost in a blink of an eye.

The clothes and the back, why are they so similar...

Qin Weizhong's face froze. He leaned over on the floor and looked towards the mezzanine, Gu Qi was lying on the floor, motionless, as before.

He breathed a sigh of relief and got up to leave.

After Gu Qi opened the door of the house, he suddenly opened his eyes. Qin Weizhong knew that there was a 'corpse' hidden under the floor.

So is he a murderer?

At three o'clock in the morning, after Qin Weizhong fell asleep. Gu Qi came to the kitchen and found some food from the refrigerator.

As soon as he took a bite of the nori rice ball, the door was opened.

"Xiangxiang, isn't this okay?" the man's voice was a little hoarse.

"What's wrong, at this point, my dad must have slept. Just say, do you want to?" Qin Xiangxiang said coquettishly with a red face, the tips of their noses against each other, and their warm breaths were tightly entangled.

"Yes, of course I want to die! Hmm! Xiangxiang!" The man couldn't wait to press the girl against the entrance and leaned over to kiss her.

"Don't... Go to the room..."

Qin Xiangxiang was kissed so much that he spoke intermittently.

The two of them tossed and turned to the kitchen, and in the dark night, their senses were infinitely magnified.

Qin Xiangxiang's waist was lifted up by the man and put on the cupboard. The two breaths blended, and the scorching breaths sprayed each other in the air, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became ambiguous.

The man's warm palm was placed on Qin Xiangxiang's waist, kneading the tender flesh of his abdomen from time to time, and his slightly rough fingertips gently rubbed her fair skin, causing Qin Xiangxiang to tremble slightly.

"Hmm... Not here... My dad is coming..." Qin Xiangxiang's voice was a little flattering, and he reached out and clasped the man's big palm.

The man's eyebrows frowned, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Where's your room?"

Hmm... Upstairs..." Qin Xiangxiang snorted.

"No... I can't wait!" The man bit Qin Xiangxiang's skin, breathing lightly and panting.

"Why don't we go

to the basement?" There is a secret door to the right of the kitchen door, and the basement is just behind the secret door.

When Qin Xiangxiang heard the word 'basement', his face suddenly turned from red to white, and the sweat on his body suddenly cooled.

"No!" she flatly refused.

"Why?" the boy looked puzzled as he left her skin.

Qin Xiangxiang's eyes flickered, "If I say no, I can't

!" "Could it be that there is a secret in the basement of your house?"

Qin Xiangxiang's body stiffened, and he stretched out his hand to push the person on his body away, his face was a little angry: "Either go to my room, or you go back, you choose!" The man's face

changed, and then he chuckled, stepped forward, and encircled the person in his arms.

With a bit of flattery, he rubbed Qin Xiangxiang's cheek, and then gently bit Qin Xiangxiang's collarbone, his tone was a little hoarse.

"I was wrong, little baby, let's go upstairs, huh?"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Qin Xiangxiang's face turned red, and there was a delicate charm in his eyes.

The man raised his eyebrows, picked up Qin Xiangxiang, and walked upstairs quickly.

Qin Xiangxiang was thrown onto the bed, her buttocks were slapped hard a few times, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Why are you so annoying

?" "Then do you like it?"

"Like it~"

As the voices of the two gradually faded away, Gu Qi flashed out from behind the shelf.

He came to the secret door, glanced at the lock on the secret door, and then looked in the direction where the two people had disappeared upstairs, and frowned.

There must be something quirky in the basement!