In the morning, after the cockcrow, when the hotel opened, Muling butterfly came out of the bathroom like chicken blood. Although it was still yesterday's clothes, it was accompanied by wet hair and water droplets hanging on the clavicle.

"Look what, I warn you that my husband is near here. If you dare to twist your head, I promise he won't kill you." Muling butterfly threatens Qiao Yingzhe.

"Oh, I've seen narcissism, but I haven't seen you so narcissistic! Ladies and sisters, you have said this right here, but don't go outside to say it. I'm sure you'll be torn up." Tighten up your backpack and Qiao Yingzhe goes downstairs....