C80 Nightmare

Outside the loft in the suburbs, a man in white stood looking in from time to time.

His face was calm, but his eyebrows still betrayed his master's heart.

After a long while, the creaking sound of the door opening could be heard. Xuanyuan Qing stuck his head out with an unconcealable look of exhaustion on his face. After being caught for so long and then coming back to treat people non-stop