Chapter 1333 The More You Look at It, the More Similar It Is

Xiao Mohan said that Yao Shengming fell into Feng Tianjing's hands, but although she didn't admit it, it didn't matter.

Yao Rong listened, she silently looked at Feng Tianjing and Gu Chuyan, and whispered softly: "The more I look at them, the more they look alike. Am I carsick and confused?"

"Rongrong, what did you say?" Gu Chuyan heard her whispering, but the voice was too small to hear clearly, so she asked.

"No, you guys chat, I'll take a nap." Yao Rong said, she leaned there and squinted, looking at Feng Tianjing and Gu Chuyan from time to time, with doubts in her heart.

Just now, she thought Feng Tianjing and Xiao Yiyan were very similar. But now she glanced at it and felt that Gu Chuyan's demeanor was very similar to Feng Tianjing...

"Hiss, vomit." Yao Rong thought, and suddenly her stomach churned, and she covered her mouth.

"Squeak." Gu Chuyan braked, unbuckled her seat belt, walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door, supported Yao Rong, and said, "Rongrong, I'll go to the hospital with you."

"Car sickness, pure car sickness." Yao Rong shook her head, got out of the car, took a deep breath, and felt much better.

Gu Chuyan supported her, seeing that her face was not good, guessed that she was worried about Liu Yilian's grave being dug up, and didn't dare to say anything more. Feng Tianjing got out of the car and walked forward quickly.

"Sister." She held Gu Chuyan's arm and said coquettishly, "Since Yao Rong is carsick, let's walk over? Just think of it as you walking with me?"

"You!" Gu Chuyan listened, reached out and touched her head, and asked, "Why are you wearing men's clothes? Let me see your wound."

Feng Tianjing retracted her hand, hugged her and said, "Men's clothes are wide enough, just right so that they won't rub the wound, isn't it good?"

"Yeah." Gu Chuyan nodded, but she smelled a faint herbal smell on the clothes, which was very similar to the smell on Wen Shui's body. In addition, the intersection just now was the entrance to Wen'an Pavilion. Could it be that she and Wen Shui...

"Sister, what are you laughing at?" Feng Tianjing caught the smile on her lips and asked anxiously.

The three of them talked and laughed, walking on the road, becoming a landscape.

"We're here." Feng Tianjing walked forward, pressed her palm prints on it, and the wall opened automatically. She turned around handsomely and said respectfully, "Two goddesses, please."

Gu Chuyan turned around and saw a car not far away.

"Leave it to me." Feng Tianjing looked back and knew what Gu Chuyan was worried about.

The car just now kept following closely, obviously Mr. Hei's people.

She turned around and blew a whistle, stepped back and walked in, and the wall closed! Outside, a group of people walked towards the car, said nothing, and smashed the car directly.

"He's inside." Feng Tianjing walked forward and pointed to the room in front.

Gu Chuyan and Yao Rong looked at each other, walked forward, gently pushed open the door, the furnishings inside were simple, and a figure was seen lying on the bed at a glance.

"Well, ah." The muffled groan kept coming.

Yao Shengming was locked up, his eyes were stabbed by Zhou Zihao, and he couldn't see anything. He was lonely and empty inside, and the whole person was not very good.

Taking advantage of boredom, he couldn't help but pass the time.

"This... Are you uncomfortable?" Seeing this, Yao Rong walked forward and heard Yao Shengming's muffled groan, she asked with concern.

Although she hated him, she thought he was sick.

Yao Shengming was startled when he heard her voice. When he turned around, Yao Rong was frightened and stepped back, bumping into Gu Chuyan's arms.

"Yao Rong?" Yao Shengming was very excited when he heard her voice. He wanted to get up, but suddenly he thought of something.

The dog that Yao Shengming had just pressed down suddenly barked: "Woof woof woof."

Yao Shengming was so anxious that he lifted the quilt and tried to cover it, but his body was pressing down on it.