Xie Mao's body suddenly froze.

He is suspected!?

Downstairs, Chiyo continued to shout: "...the night is very beautiful today, good night."

Damn... Xie Mao's eyes twitched, but he still followed his character and said "hmm" in a low voice, knowing that Qiandai could hear it clearly.

After answering, Xie Mao continued to walk forward and entered his room.

First floor.

Ebizo's droopy eyebrows raised slightly, looking sinister and sharp: "Xiao...he didn't bring the puppet back."

Chiyo was silent for a few seconds before replying: "When he just passed by the puppet, he hesitated."

"...Sister, what do you think?" Ebizo didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

The companionship provided by the puppet is ultimately a false affection. Ebizo hopes in his heart that Xia can come out and let go of the puppet instead of placing all his feelings on the puppet, but his sister doesn't seem to think so.

"Me? I don't know." Chiyo pursed her lips and lowered her head cowardly, "Look again, look again..."

Ebizo, who was standing behind her, said nothing, but sighed heavily in his heart.

In his eyes, his sister's back looked like her spine had been slapped, and it was painful to look at her.
Chapter completed!