Lyra Du slowed down her pace as she approached the living room of her home, crouched down, and tiptoed, approaching quietly.
When she was about to approach the living room, she was suddenly pulled by a big hand. Lyra Du, who was eavesdropping, was so scared that she opened her mouth to scream, "Help..."
"it's me!"
In an instant, she was hugged by someone and a big hand covered her mouth.
Hearing the familiar voice and smelling the familiar breath, Lyra Du's tense nerves relaxed. He looked up and glared at the troublemaker, "Um... let go, what are you doing? Are you trying to scare me to death?"
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