Chapter 2211

Aunt Xiaolin crept to the door and put her ear to the door to listen to the movement inside.

Then he took out the key from behind and carefully inserted it into the keyhole.

The two people in the room had their own thoughts and didn't notice the movement of the door at all.

Aunt Xiaolin locked the door from the outside with the key. She quietly put the key into her pocket and left Leng Shaoheng's room with a smile.

"All right."

Shen Qingqing pasted the last wound and stood up to leave.

Leng Shaoheng also stood up: "I'll take you out."

As he said this, he quickly walked to the door of the room and pressed the handle down, but he couldn't open it.

"Well?"

Feeling something wrong with the door handle, Leng Shaoheng's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled tightly.

How could that be?

Seeing his ugly face, Shen Qingqing quickly walked over and looked askance: "what's the matter?"

"The door seems to be locked..."

Leng Shaoheng twisted the door handle hard, but he couldn't open it. The whole door didn't move.

Shen Qingqing's eyebrows moved and let Leng Shaoheng leave. She twisted her hand on the door handle. Sure enough, as Leng Shaoheng said, she couldn't open it at all.

"How could that be?"

Hearing Shen Qingqing's questioning words, Leng Shaoheng shook his head like a rattle.

Looking at Shen Qingqing's puzzled eyes, he quickly separated this matter from himself.

"I didn't make it! Don't I sit on the sofa all the time? "

Leng Shaoheng can't laugh or cry.

He never thought of doing such a thing.

Shen Qingqing looked back suspiciously and looked down at the doorknob carefully to make sure that the door was not broken. Someone must have locked the door outside.

"You call the servant."

Leng Shaoheng listens to Shen Qingqing's instructions and quickly walks to the landline, only to find that he can't get through to the landline in the living room.

He frowned, looked at the landline and dialed his cell phone number.

The ring of Leng Shaoheng's mobile phone suddenly rang in the bedroom.

"No problem..."

Leng Shaoheng picked up the landline and looked at it carefully. What's the problem?

Is it difficult for someone to unplug the landline in the living room?

Shen Qingqing gave up the idea of twisting the door handle and slowly walked back to Leng Shaoheng and sat on the sofa.

"What about that?"

She knew who had locked the door by just thinking about it.

In Leng's home, it's aunt Xiaolin who wants her to remarry Leng Shaoheng.

"Tomorrow, you may open the door." When Leng Shaoheng said this, he was not very confident.

Shen Qingqing sighed helplessly and pinched her eyebrows: "it can only be like this."

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa."

Leng Shaoheng took the initiative not to sleep.

Hearing Leng Shaoheng's words, Shen Qingqing pursed her lips and laughed: "then you can sleep on the sofa."

Leng Shaoheng was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Shen Qingqing would agree so readily.

He thought that Shen Qingqing would at least persuade him as he did last time.

How could that be?

Shen Qingqing forbeared to smile. Looking at Leng Shaoheng's expression as if he had been struck by thunder, she cleared her throat: "what's the matter? Didn't you say you wanted to sleep on the sofa? "

“……”

Leng Shaoheng finally realized what it means to lift a stone and hit his feet.

He said it himself. What else can he do?

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