Each time, Fang Lili only spent a few minutes with him and rarely attracted other people's attention.
One night, Mu Qingli heard the sound of someone climbing the wall again. The pot of flowers was stolen in broad daylight while she was away.
This pot of flowers has been on the windowsill for almost a week, and finally the flower thief was caught.
The flower thief climbed up from the first floor, opened the window, and reached out to the pot of Zui Linglong. However, no matter how he felt on the windowsill, he couldn't touch the pot.
It was downstairs, he was clearly looking at it! How could he not touch it?
After searching for a few times but failing to find Zui Linglong, the flower thief couldn't help but look up at the windowsill.
A face with a half-smiling smile flickered on the windowsill a few times, and the flower thief was so scared that he screamed and fell from the second floor.
Wang Haitao's shout startled the entire dormitory building.
He fell down the stairs and didn't dare to stop for fear of attracting the security department. He got up and ran away limping.
Mu Qingli laughed and waved his hand. A branch appeared out of nowhere and Wang Haitao was tripped.
He wanted to get up and continue running, but it was pitch black and something tripped his ankle. He was pulled as he ran and floundered on the ground for a long time without being able to get up.
At this time, lights in many rooms of the dormitory building were turned on one after another. Even the men's dormitory building some distance away heard the noise. Lights were turned on one after another, and footsteps were heard.
Mu Qingli now knew that in the summer when the grass and trees were lush, vines were used, and in the winter when people wanted to be punished, dead branches were used. Anyway, no one knew when and where those things would be found.
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