C796 796 Sprout of Love

Qiao Mu tensed up.

"Who?" She turned to the source of the sound and whispered warily.

"Who?" Xiaolang imitated her and shouted. He then turned his head in a daze, as if he was waiting for her next sentence.

"Click!"

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside. Then, a woman in a black robe appeared in their line of sight