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Li Maomao went to push the stone gate, but he didn't push it. He didn't want to lose face in front of Qingcheng, so he pushed it again with all his strength, but he still didn't move. Convinced, he turned sideways to make room for Qingcheng.

Qingcheng didn't laugh at him, stood in front of the door and pushed gently, but the door didn't move, Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, pushed again, still didn't move.

Only then did Li Maomao realize that it wasn't because he was weak, but because the door was locked.

At the same time, there was a slight sneering sound from the top of his head, and Li Maomao looked up, and there were puffs of white smoke coming out of those finger-thick ventilation holes.

Bad, they got it right.

Qingcheng tore off a corner of the robe with a swipe, took Li Maomao's hand to the table, picked up a water bottle, soaked the piece of clothing, and stuffed it on Li Maomao's mouth and nose.

He is a martial artist who can hold his breath for a while.

"What should I do?" Li Maomao asked anxiously.

Qingcheng went to the door and pushed the stone door tentatively, but it still didn't move.

"Did someone find us?" Li Maomao looked at the top of his head.

Qingcheng shook her head, "No, we may have accidentally triggered the mechanism."

Li Maomao is too familiar with this house, so he knows that they really have no way out this time.

Qingcheng tiptoed, and the man had already reached the roof of the shed. The moment he touched the roof, he blocked one of the holes with the torn clothing material, followed by several ups and downs, and all the holes were blocked.The smoke finally stopped.

Li Maomao was overjoyed when he saw this, but Qingcheng still frowned, "This can only slow down the flow of white smoke, but it cannot completely block it. It will still slowly seep into the clothes and enter the room."

"Yan Qing knows my plan. Seeing that we didn't go back, he will come to meet us. It's just that if the smoke has poison that my beads can't get rid of..." Qingcheng didn't go any further.

Li Maomao threw away the cloth covering his mouth and nose, "This is poisonous, this is the poisonous smoke that Chen Ye's grandson blew into our house last time..."

Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, seeing Li Maomao began to take off his clothes.

"What are you going to do?" Qingcheng's voice was a little dry.

Li Maomao threw his robe on the ground, "I'm hot, it's cool on the ground, sit on the ground and wait slowly for Yan Qing."

Qingcheng sat on the clothes with him, Li Maomao brought the water bottle over, and filled half of the bottle to his mouth.

"How are you? How long can you hold your breath?" Li Maomao handed him the water bottle and asked casually.

Qingcheng took the kettle and took a sip, then replied, "It's only been that long."

"What?" Li Maomao looked at him dumbfounded, "You are not holding your breath now?"

Qingcheng shook his head.

Li Maomao stood up abruptly, damn it, it's over.

He quickly picked up the ball of wet clothes on the ground and covered his mouth and nose, "Cover it quickly, it will help."

Qingcheng obediently covered her mouth and nose with the cloth and remained silent.

I don't know how long it took, but Yan Qing still didn't come.

Li Maomao was so hot that he was about to collapse, the blood in his body was booming, and they all went down, and there was no place to accommodate them below, so they rushed back to his head, Li Maomao felt that his blood pressure must have exploded, and his whole body was shaking.It's about to launch into a rocket.

Li Maomao gasped violently for a few breaths, hoping that the air would relieve the heat in his body, but it was useless. He turned his head and looked at Qingcheng who had been silent all this time, and found that the material covering his mouth and nose had fallen to the ground at some point.On the ground, he half-closed his eyes, and sat weakly against the wall, part of his collar was messily opened, and his originally fair chest was now slightly red.

Maybe it was Li Maomao's gaze that startled him, Qingcheng opened his eyes and looked over.

Li Maomao didn't know why, but felt that this look was so shocking that he was at a loss.

Li Maomao gasped, "Qing...Qingcheng...how are you? Still...can you persist?"

This is an almost completely enclosed space. After Qingcheng was poisoned last time, he reacted very badly. This time, it is estimated that it will only be more serious.

Qingcheng didn't speak, just looked at him with half-closed eyes.

Li Maomao struggled for a moment, "I...I'll turn my back on it, you just...just get it out."

As he said that, he was about to turn around, but Qingcheng, who had been quiet all this time, responded, he said, "No."

Li Maomao looked back at him in surprise, "Why are you so reserved at this time, can't I close my eyes and cover my ears without looking or listening? You just pretend that I don't exist. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it if you continue like this."

Qingcheng said, "Then don't suffer."

Li Maomao's mind was already dizzy from the medicine, but now he was disturbed by Qingcheng's disturbance. He leaned in front of Qingcheng and stared at him. The effect of the medicine made him look double., he stretched out his hand to touch Qingcheng's cheek, "Don't lose your temper with me at this time, can you just get it out by yourself, and it won't be uncomfortable."

Qingcheng reached out and grabbed his wrist with a lot of strength, which made Li Maomao a little painful.

"I don't want to do it myself." Qingcheng said.

Li Maomao only felt that the hand holding his wrist was cool and very comfortable, and couldn't help moaning, Qingcheng's eyes changed.

"Didn't you always say I'm good-looking? Don't you like it very much?" Qingcheng's voice was soft, but with a questioning tone.

Li Maomao didn't expect that he was still struggling with this kind of problem at this time, and he didn't care about his appearance. He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you are very good-looking, and I like you the most."

After hearing this, Qingcheng smiled slightly, "Then why should I suffer?"

With that said, Qingcheng grabbed Li Maomao's clothes with his other hand.

Li Maomao finally understood what he meant, and was startled. He grabbed his clothes vigorously and did not let go, "You endured it last time, and you will definitely be able to do it this time!"

Qingcheng shook her head, "This time, I don't want to bear it."

Li Maomao's neckline was half-opened, revealing half of his arms. On the one hand, he felt so cool and comfortable, but on the other hand, he struggled to grab the other side of the neckline, and shouted, "Hey, Qingcheng, sober up."

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