Lao Xia sat up in a daze, pulled away the long hair covering her cheeks, glanced at Ashton who was sitting on the bedside chair, and glanced at the dark sky outside the window between the curtains, seeming a little confused.
Normally, Ashton does not have important things, and would not call her up.
But didn’t Ashton enter the mountain to deal with the “little radish” before, and it should have something to do with the “mutant creature”. Could it be that after his actual investigation, the situation of the “little radish” is not related to the “mutant creatures”, but something other important happened?
”Go, let’s go downstairs and talk.” Ashton said softly. Little Apple and Lao Xia slept on different beds in the same room, so naturally they couldn’t talk about things here.
Xia Libing got up numbly, put on her coat, tied up her hair, and followed Ashton downstairs.
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