C21 Cheng Hong Luan

Just as Dongfang Qingyu took off his helmet after logging off, heavy footsteps came from the corridor. The sound of high heels stepping on the ground was as heavy as a drum beating in his heart.

The curtain was lifted and a woman who looked like a landlord put her head into half of her body. Her expression was very serious, and her voice was sharp and violent.

"The stairs are so dirty