I have a portable prison

Lou Que said, "Don't rush to deny it. If you can answer my question directly, I won't bother you anymore."

There was a faint premonition in his heart, but Zhao Qiqiu still wanted to know what Mingminglou knew, so he said after a long while: "Let me first hear what the problem is."

Mingminglou stared at Zhao Qiqiu without blinking again, as if he didn't want to miss any expression on his face, but his question came out directly like a small talk:

"Are you using yourself as bait?"

Zhao Qiqiu's pupils tightened suddenly, the word of denial was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it.

"I see," but his reaction clearly gave Xianminglou an answer: "You don't need to explain it to me."

Mingminglou looked at Zhao Qiqiu calmly, as if he had seen through him completely: "Whether you are Wu Bainian or Zhao Qiqiu, you have never lied from the beginning to the end, but even if you don't lie, your actions can still deceive people." Woolen cloth."

"Ask your question, you can avoid talking about it; but if you don't admit it directly, your body can also do the opposite of what you promised, so I don't ask you to promise me anything, I just hope that no matter what happens next, give me I have a chance to save you, this request is not too much, huh?"