"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The sound of running sounded in the living room.

Xia Ren realized that they might have been fooled by each other.

Back in the living room, a string of small footprints appeared on the ground and went to the bathroom.

Xia Ren was about to rush into the bathroom, but Liu Xiuxiu was pulled by her clothes.

His eyes were a little dull, fear was beyond words, and his hands were pointed stiffly at the door.

Xia Ren looked in the direction of his finger.

A little boy, about six or seven years old, was leaning on the outside of the door and poking his head out.

He grinned, his eyes were curved, and his expression was smiling, but he felt a huge dissonance.

Then, he closed the door from outside.

"Click."

The door is locked.

The room suddenly became much darker.
Chapter completed!