However, as soon as he went down the stairs, the black figure seemed to be eager to come to the door of the innermost room on the first floor.
He stood at the door and pressed on the handle. The door opened.
This time, there was no lock.
The expression on his face suddenly changed when he saw the figure on the big bed in the dark. It seemed a little subtle.
He closed the door.
He walked in.
His entire body exuded an even more chilly air.
He just stood by an MU's bed and looked at her soft short hair and her sleeping face. His vision became more and more obscure.
Things really went according to his plan.
But for some reason, he had an indescribable feeling. He didn't seem to be that happy, and his heart felt bitter.
"Mumu Qianqian, how did he make you stay, Qianqian?"
