C93 I'm Not Going to Let Songsam Divorce You(3)

The car stopped in front of the Qu house.

The fat, skinny, and skinny dhuta had long ceased guarding this place. Instead, they had changed to the heavily guarded entrance of the infrared device.

After the music had finished scanning his fingerprints, the door slowly opened. The first thing that entered his sight was a stretch of green grass filled with small red flowers