"I..." Chu Bosi had just said a word when Qi Jie covered his mouth and pressed him onto the bed. He even made a" shh "gesture.
Her eyes glanced around, and then the curtain on the bed was placed down by her. The two of them' posture reflected on the curtain, more like a living and lively spring palace.
But right now Qi Jie did not care about this at all. Colorless and tasteless gas flowed into the room through the hole in the window, and Qi Jie hand pressed tightly against his nose and mouth.
They changed their posture. Qi Jie outside, Chu Bosi inside, the two of them looked directly at each other. Qi Jie hand was still covering his mouth and nose, his eyes, nose, and heart, Chu Bosi also covered his mouth and nose.
The man dressed in night clothes stealthily opened the door of the Qi
