C1797 We Meet Again

The gray and blue sofa gave the living room a deep, cool air, as if it were the man sitting on it at the moment.

"Uncle." The young girl's immature voice rang out in the quiet night.

Nangong Yao turned back to look at her: "Didn't you say you didn't want to come down?"

"I'm alone up there, I'm scared." After the young girl finished speaking, she quickly ran down