Jiang Shutong bolted out first, completely ignoring Zhao Shiyu.
A beauty is nice, but not as nice as one's own life.
Only by saving one's life can one continue to fool around with these soft-spoken beauties. Who wouldn't cling to life when they could live like this?
Zhao Shiyu, trousers in hand, ran out and saw that the hotel staff had already rushed into the hallway with fire extinguishers, bustling about. It turned out to be just a few pieces of cardboard that had caught fire.
Zhao Shiyu heaved a sigh of relief, turning her head to see the rosy-cheeked, pearly-toothed young girl sweetly smiling at her.
Zhao Shiyu instantly understood and stepped forward to wrap her arms around the girl, ruffling her hair, "Mu Mu, thanks a bunch!"
Mu Wanchen squinted with a smile, "I might be young, but I get it. That bald guy actually dared to target you, sis. Hmph, he should look in the mirror before even trying to match up."
"You, no more pulling risky stunts, you hear me?"