Chapter 1233: Dismantling the bomb

placed the box carefully in the middle of the garden, wondering how to disassemble the contents of the box without damaging it. Ann Xiao-yi's hand grabbed his shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Ann Xiaomei's pale face and lips, she felt cold and tight in her heart. She thought she was somewhere comfortable and asked nervously.

Anxiaoji shook her head, smiled soothingly and said she was okay, but then she frowned deeply.

Leng Yichen sighed in a low voice, loosened the express box, turned around and put his hands on Ann Xiaojing's shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and whispered, "Xiao Li, tell me what's wrong? Are...