With a clang, the kitchen knife fell to the ground with an ear-piercing sound.
Mo Yangyang hugged the person who had fallen down and dragged him into the house without saying anything.
After entering the house, Mo Yangyang kicked the door shut.
Fortunately, the old couple of the Han family were old and had a little bad hearing. They slept soundly at night. Otherwise, they would have woken up long ago.
When the Spicy Strip heard the noise, it rubbed its eyes and came out of the bedroom."Mommy…"
"Spicy Strip, quickly turn on the lights!"
Pa, the bedroom lights lit up.
Spicy Strip finally saw who Mo Yangyang was dragging in!
It was a woman, a very beautiful woman.
Her long hair was as black as seaweed, and her facial features were beautiful. Even though her eyes were closed, her beauty was still intact.
Her face was as pale as snow, and even her lips were pale and sickly. There was a wound on her forehead, and she had already fallen unconscious.
