C9 Relapse of old disease

Murong Heng rubbed his hands repeatedly in a daze. He looked extremely simple and honest.

"Ding dong …" The doorbell suddenly rang again.

Murong Heng had never thought that the doorbell could be so attractive, because it had perfectly resolved the awkwardness between the two of them and also pointed out the direction that Murong Heng was at a loss with regards to