chapter 49 The secret of Qingcheng

The night is as dark as ink. The three sisters kept reminiscing until one o'clock in the morning, and then returned to their respective rooms. Around two o'clock in the morning, Nash Lin was still reminiscing about his fourth sister Ye Qingcheng's fatal scissor kick, but at this moment, a slight sound of footsteps attracted Nash Lin's attention. His room was close to the corner of the corridor, which meant that if the other three sisters wanted to go downstairs, they would have...