Han Xiaohan sighed secretly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry at the success of his disguise.
Although the girl entered the bedroom, he did not dare to leave easily. If she did not see him when she came out, she would definitely become suspicious and tell others, and his whereabouts would surely be exposed.
Looking around the room, he was silent for a moment, smiled helplessly, and then Han Xiaohan began to clean up the messy living room seriously.
If Dong Tiangang, Luo Kai and others knew that he was cleaning the inner part of the Heavenly Palace, how would they feel? Anyway, Han Xiaohan felt miserable now.
Han Xiaohan took a deep breath, raised his true strength, and his body suddenly became light and agile. He took the Tianji step, and the whole person was like a fast-spinning top. It seemed as if a black whirlwind was blowing in the room. Wherever the whirlwind swept, the debris on the ground disappeared. Not long after, Han Xiaohan stopped, holding the messy debris in his arms, and looked at the living room again. It was brand new, and it was a world of difference compared to the mess just now. He laughed at himself secretly: I am really born to be a cleaner!
When he was considering whether to say goodbye to the girl before leaving, the bedroom door opened and the girl walked out slowly.
After she came out, she was about to speak when her eyes suddenly lit up and she looked around in surprise. After a while, her eyes fell on Han Xiaohan and she said with a half-doubt and half-sigh: "You are quite skilled!"
I was forced by you! Han Xiaohan smiled bitterly, lowered his head, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I'm used to it."
"Oh?" The girl was stunned, staring at him without blinking, and asked, "I don't think I've seen you before."
Oh no! Han Xiaohan frowned secretly and asked: Is she suspicious of me? If so, then I have to... His eyes flashed coldly, and his tone was still calm: "I'm new here." "Really?"
The girl smiled and said, "Look up and let me see."
Han Xiaohan said: "It's better not to look at it."
The girl asked, "Why?"
Han Xiaohan said solemnly: "Because you don't want to see it!"
The girl sneered, her face darkened, and she said sternly: "Are you ugly? Lift your head up!"
Han Xiaohan narrowed his eyes, his true energy reached its peak, and the ghostly and godly energies moved restlessly in his body. He slowly raised his head, and in an instant, two sharp bolts shot out naturally.
"Ah!" The girl gasped, not only because of his terrifying eyes, but also because of his angelic handsome face. "Are you a woman?" The girl screamed reflexively, but as soon as she said it, she shook her head silently. The other person was definitely not a woman. There was no reason. Perhaps it was a woman's intuition that told her that this person was not of the same sex as her. "Who are you?" Her heart trembled, and she felt that the other person was definitely not a simple cleaning staff. Similarly, there was no reason, just feeling this way.
Han Xiaohan raised the corner of his mouth and took off the hat that made him extremely uncomfortable, revealing a head of slightly longer black hair. He shook it casually, and the carefree look he inadvertently revealed made the girl fascinated. He took two steps forward and said calmly: "I told you, you'd better not look at my appearance."
The girl sensed his approach. The strong pressure emanating from Han Xiaohan seemed to instantly thaw the air around her, turning it into substance and making it hard for her to breathe. She felt that her breathing was becoming increasingly difficult, and she stammered, "You... What are you going to do? Who are you?"