Ling Ye glanced around the room, nodded in agreement, picked up a small piece of clothing at hand, and said, "Lele, let me help you get dressed..."
"Oh, what a hassle, I'll do it myself..."
Ai Le hadn't finished her sentence before Ling Ye silenced her with a look.
In the wedding room's bedroom, it was so quiet they could hear each other's voices.
Ling Ye was actually the best pursuit expert in the base. As he spoke, his ears instinctively moved, and he heard the sound of hasty and chaotic footsteps in the corridor outside.
He could discern the direction of those footsteps, heading towards the wedding room.
Usually nonchalant and wearing a sly smile, the man's face was suddenly covered with rare seriousness and sharpness...
