C210 Hold Me Tight

The room was quiet, the early autumn sunlight shining in, and the red wooden floor looked more textured.

Mu Bai hesitated for a moment and followed Su Jing into the room.

Mrs. Zhang turned around and walked into the kitchen. She sadly wiped away her tears. She used a rag that had been used for more than ten years to wipe away the table. Thinking of the troubled look in Mu Bai's eyes, Mrs