C444 8 Years of Hiding

Linghu Xiaojing carefully sat at the seat furthest away from Rong Cuo.

The living room was not big, and the dining table was just a round table made of red wood.

She did not want to do this either. Seeing Rong Cuo, even the gentle Rong Cuo, made her shiver.

She didn't know how to face this Rong Cuo, who could turn into a wolf at any time.

In her childhood