C113 Uninvited Guest

Ran Hao silently walked in from outside the door. When he smelled the heavy fragrance of the incense in the room, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He lightly closed the door and walked towards the incense burner.

Zhao Qingyan feared the light at night, so the curtain covering the window completely blocked out the morning light. The room was still as dark as before