After waiting for a while, no one opened the door.
Yue tingfeng found it strange. Was there no one at home? no, they should be back by now.
Yue tingfeng was curious. He raised his hand and pressed two more times, but still, no one opened the door.
This time, he could confirm that there was indeed no one at home.
Yue tingfeng's initial excitement turned into dejection.
She had returned home full of anticipation and wanted to see her family, but none of them were here ...
This made Yue tingfeng feel a little down.
He looked at qingsi's window and climbed up without hesitation.
Without much effort, he opened qingsi's window.
The moment he jumped in, a familiar scent hit him in the face. Yue tingfeng's nerves that had been tensed up for two months were instantly relaxed.
He threw the duffel bag down and looked around.
