The first time she went up to the second floor of the mo residence, it was when mo Cheng called out to her. He even gave her a present, which scared her so much that she did not dare to open it.
The long corridor, the inexplicable sense of oppression, and the sound of walking on the floor, each step seemed to be imprinted in his heart.
When she reached the last room, she took a deep breath, raised her hand, and knocked on the door.
There was no response from inside. She stood there, her small hands breaking out in cold sweat. She felt as if winter had suddenly turned into summer. She kept swallowing her saliva and was about to knock again when ...
"Come in." That majestic voice was very cold.
She reached out and gently pushed the door open. The format inside was similar to that of the 70s! However, it was similar to mo chenghuan's style.
"Grandpa." She called out softly and walked in, her steps much lighter and slower.
