He was here for her.
However, it was a little awkward.
Why did the steady footsteps sound so familiar?
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped outside her door.
Everything around him was pitch black, and only the faint moonlight seeped in. The people outside the door stopped, and everything seemed to be quiet.
Leng Xiaomo held his breath as he held the gun in his hand. He glanced at the head of the bed and wanted to get his phone.
However, before she could walk over, she heard the doorknob being pressed from outside.
She widened her eyes.
Fortunately, she had locked the door from the inside and it did not open the first time.
However, the people outside didn't stop. They pressed the lock and after a moment of silence, they started knocking on the door.
"Dong Dong!"
The two sounds were muffled in the night, but they were also like drum beats that stirred people's hearts.
