With the addition of the Grade B Bronze Hidden, Xia Feng felt more stable.
As such, Jiang Qiue, that witch, could hardly detect their whereabouts.
It's just that the choice of this concealment spot was a bit cramped.
Xia Feng glanced around the closet through the dim light, a few dresses and covers hung on the rods to the side, thankfully, no underwear was in sight.
However, judging by the size of the covers, the owner of this closet was indeed quite generous in chest size.
"It's Jiang Qiue's bedroom," announced Mu Qingtong, who was familiar with the characteristic data of the female body, instantly recognizing to whom the bedroom belonged.
It had to be said that Jiang Qiue knew how to enjoy life; despite the small size of the ship, with an exterior that was clearly designed for combat,
inside there was still such a bedroom, full of the essence of life.
Especially under the white wall adorned with ink paintings, there was even a large fish tank bordering it.
