C222 A Fierce Collision

Qin Mu had experienced it countless times himself, so he was well aware of its effectiveness.

"I'm going to sleep now. What's with the pink room?" Bai Yingluo asked as she stepped inside.

Qin Mu quickly followed her in, straightening up the area he had rummaged through earlier. "This room belonged to a ten-year-old girl. I was just looking around. You can sleep here tonight."

"Okay