She never doubted Lin Xian's character; Lin Xian absolutely wouldn't take a child to do those dirty deeds.
Plus, with the strange props described by Yan Qiaoqiao, it was probably a scene out of a laboratory.
"Is it the laboratory at Donghai University?" Zhao Yingjun directly asked.
"I don't know."
Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head:
"What is a laboratory?"
After comparing point by point, Zhao Yingjun confirmed her own guess.
And at this time,
VV, who had been choked by Yan Qiaoqiao's hold, finally had smooth breathing and picked up a lease on life.
"Tch."
Zhao Yingjun snorted lightly.
She took another apple, washed it clean, and sat on the sofa to peel it:
"You really scared me, Qiaoqiao... Speaking isn't just about stringing keywords together; you need to be clear, with subject, verb, and object all present.
