Then she felt herself being placed on the ground, and Jiang Lu was prodding her to move forward from behind.
Ah... This is terrible...
But... there's a kind of magical feeling...
Thinking this, she stiffly moved under Jiang Lu's control.
Squeak—
The door was opened, and Jiang Lu's face appeared in the crack.
"Why did it take you so long to open the door?" Jin Yao asked impatiently.
Jiang Lu didn't speak.
"Hmm? What's wrong with you?"
Jin Yao felt it odd because she had witnessed Jiang Lu's expression transform from a ghost of a smile to gradually growing solemn.
Behind the door, Jiang Lu silently lowered his head, looked at Hong Chuang who lay behind the door, had lost her vision and hearing, was covering her mouth, and was trying her best not to let out a breath, then turned his head back and squeezed out what he thought was a fairly natural smile.
"Why have you come?"
