C1797 We Meet Again

The grey-blue sofa made the entire living room look deep and cold, as if the man sitting on the sofa was emitting some sort of aura.

"Uncle." The young girl's childish voice resounded in the silent night.

Nangong Yao turned his head to look at her, "Didn't you say you don't want to come down?"

"I'm alone up there, scared." As she ran, the hem of her dress fluttered. Very quickly