Yesterday, when Phoebe pushed back against her, the two of them fell onto the bed together, and got hit by his teeth. Now there's a noticeable swelling, and it hurts sharply with just a slight touch.
Bitten by a dog!
She thought angrily to herself.
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Sea King.
Phoebe's long silver eyelashes fluttered slightly, then she slowly opened her eyes, raising her hand to press on her somewhat heavy temple, and suddenly threw off the covers and got up.
On the floor, Fifteen's dress was gone, and her handbag was also missing.
"Damn girl!"
Phoebe cursed softly, reaching for the phone on the floor and dialing a number.
"Immediately lock down the entire bed, help me find an Asian girl with long hair, approximately 172 cm tall, slim build..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "with a fresh scar on her lip."
"Yes, sir."
After hanging up, Phoebe walked to the wardrobe, casually taking out a shirt inside and putting it on, not seeming very hurried.
