Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

She held the box in her hand and looked back and forth several times, but she couldn't find any small gap on it. After a lot of effort, she didn't know what to do with the box.

"What rubbish!" Qu Qingchen lost his patience and roared angrily“ Why do you put fingerprint lock in a broken box? I'm so tired of it

Having said that, she was not willing to throw the box away. She frowned and gently put it back.

After tossing about for so long, Qu Qingchen felt a little tired. She got up and drank a few water. When she saw the childish pattern on the cup, she was angry again.

It's not like mu Yunshen's style at all. At a glance, you can see that it was Tang Xiao who got it back.

Thinking of this, Qu Qingchen gritted her teeth more and more. She held the delicate ceramic cup and threw it to the ground. The cup split into small pieces.

She stared at the debris and hummed coldly. She turned around and went to the bathroom. She had been nervous for such a long time. Now she suddenly felt a sense of urination.

But when she came to the bathroom door, she was surprised to find that the door of the bathroom was also a fingerprint lock. She couldn't open it at all!

Qu Qingchen's face changed, carrying her bag to the gate, but the gate couldn't be opened! She tried to twist the door handle, but saw a blue fluorescent screen with a fingerprint like shape on it.

Does it have to be fingerprinted to open it from inside?

Qu Qingchen's face changed, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. She was in a hurry to go to the toilet, but the door couldn't be opened and she couldn't get out. What could she do!

In a hurry, Qu Qingchen jumps straight and has to go back to the living room and sit again, waiting for Xiao Yong to come back. Maybe he can open the door from outside.

But time goes by, waiting is hard, let alone holding the urine! After a while, Qu Qingchen couldn't sit down. In a hurry, she thought of Fengyin.

Yes, Fengyin must have the key to the villa!

Thinking of this, she quickly turned out her mobile phone to call Fengyin, and then quickly picked it up. Fengyin's calm voice came, "hello?"

"Godmother, are you... Are you busy now? Can you come over? " In fact, Qu Qingchen is very anxious, but she doesn't want to lose face in Fengyin's heart. She just pulls a smiling face and speaks softly.

Feng Yin's face was covered with a sneer, but her mouth was calm and said, "are you busy? What's your emergency? I have already agreed with you and Yunshen, so don't think about it any more! "

"No, godmother, because Yunshen went out just now, I have something urgent to go back, but the door can't be opened. If I open it from inside, I have to get fingerprints. I..."

Fingerprints?

Feng Yin slightly narrowed her eyes, and keenly expected that this was one of Tang Xiao's plans, so she pulled her lips, deliberately opened the topic, pretended to be surprised and said, "really, I can't help it! The locks in Yunshen's house are all installed by himself. If you want to say fingerprints, only Yunshen can open them. Please let him come back quickly! "

"Godmother, don't you have a spare key or something?" Qu Qingchen is holding a smiling face and struggling desperately.

"No! As you know, Yunshen always has his own ideas, and I don't care much about him. I don't even know when he changed the lock. How could he have a spare key? Besides... "Feng Yin hears the impatience hidden in her tone. She wants to procrastinate, deliberately pulling some, and some don't stop saying.

And Qu Qingchen although listen to very impatient, but also dare not easily hang up the phone, afraid of a carelessly angered Feng sound.

For a long time, Qu Qingchen felt more and more uncomfortable under his body, so he had to say in a hurry, "OK, I know." I hung up the phone.

Phoenix sound looking at the black down the mobile phone screen, coldly hook the lip corner, immediately give Tang Xiao through the phone.

Here, Tang Xiao just arrived at Xiao Jingye's home and busily picked up Feng Yin's phone call, "hello? What's the matter, mom? "