A Young Girl

"No…" Luo Yangyang stuttered nervously." What can I do if I don't open the door?"

How could he not open the door at a time like this?

"Yangyang, open the door!"

Outside the door, Dirk, who had been waiting for a long time for the door to open, had already shouted.

"Little Uncle, open the door."

Luo Yangyang grabbed her phone tightly. She blinked her eyes uneasily and pursed her lips.

What should come would come, and there was no way to hide.

"Are you sure?"

Ogyust hesitated, but still didn't open the door.

Once the door opened, he probably wouldn't be able to see Yangyang for a while.

"Yes."

Luo Yangyang took a deep breath. Even though she was still feeling uneasy, she nodded affirmatively.

Ogyust looked at Luo Yangyang a few times to make sure that she had made up her mind. Then, he turned around and put his hand on the door handle.

"Yangyang, don't be afraid. You'll be fine."