Outside the door, an unfamiliar aura entered.
This aura…
Feng Chu Ge's mind froze.
He looked out and saw a familiar face.
Outside the door, the man's black hair was flying in the air, and his moon-white robe fluttered in the wind.
As if he had stepped on the moon, he leaned lazily against the door frame.
His good-looking eyebrows were slightly raised, and his thin lips were slightly raised. There was a hint of mockery between his eyebrows.
Feng Chuge had been on full alert the moment he saw him. "Why is it you again?"
Di Juechen leaned against the door railing.
"Wifey suddenly shouted so loudly because she was too excited to see me?"
Excited? Feng Chuge's cold eyes flashed. It was also at this moment that the meatball ran out in shock.
Looking at the meatball, Feng Chuge was even more certain that Di Juechen was behind what happened last night!
"What exactly do you want?"
Di Juechen slowly walked forward.