Bab 67: 067, providing unsolicited help often means they're up to no good.

Huo Jingshen returned to his room, greeted by the sound of running water.

He shut the door and glanced around without thinking.

This was the bedroom he used to live in. It's small, so the bathroom is also small, the shower was located facing the door.

So, at this moment, through the semi-transparent frosted glass door, the warm light inside the room projected directly.

It was somewhat suggestive.

Cough, cough.

Unfortunately, the timing was off.

The little girl is slightly wounded and needed a few more days to recover.

He coughed lightly, walked over to the coffee table, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Soon, the room was filled with a faint smell of tobacco, the lure of nicotine slightly calming him, but it did not last long...

A click, the room door was opened, and Su Wanwan stepped out.

Seeing Huo Jingshen smoking over there, Su Wanwan also froze.

What the-!