By the time the entire house was basically cleaned, it was almost noon.
The fog outside the window cleared a lot at noon, but visibility was still very low.
He Yutong burst out with huge energy in despair. He didn't know how he screamed, it was sharp and miserable.
So now he was sitting on the sofa with some embarrassment, burying his face in his cloth hands.
"Can you tell me why this happens every time I go downstairs?"
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