Just now it was a bowl of hot porridge in my hand, and now it's a gun!
It's indeed a gun, but it's warm, no, wrong, it's not a gun, it's porridge!
With a snap of the fingers from Qianqian, William Howard blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, all he saw was porridge.
He looked at Qianqian in surprise: "It's, it's hypnosis!"
He instantly reacted and looked at Qianqian with a hint of shock in his eyes.
He had never seen anyone play with hypnosis so effortlessly!
"Hey, don't look at me with those eyes, it makes me shy." Qianqian said, blinking shyly at him.
William Howard: ...
Faced with her natural and lively performance, he still couldn't get used to it.
The inability to get used to it resulted in silence.
After silently drinking half a bowl of porridge, William Howard checked the time; it was almost six, time to prepare to open the tomb door.
Thinking about opening the tomb door, William Howard remembered that the time to open the tomb door was calculated by her.
