"It's me. Tong Wenya, open the door."
Nangong Zhe's cold voice came from the door. Tong Wenya heaved a sigh of relief. The wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Nangong Zhe, who was outside, frowned when he heard it.
"Where's Kiki?"
When Tong Wenya opened the door, Nangong Zhe's eyes showed a trace of panic.
"Nangong Barbie, I'm here."
At this moment, Kiki jumped out from behind Tong Wenya and jumped into Nangong Zhe's arms.
"Tong Wenya, you almost killed my son."
Nangong Zhe picked up Kiki and moved gently. He looked at Tong Wenya with a cold expression.
"I was careless."
Tong Wenya lowered her head. But Nangong Zhe, this guy, was it really good to steal her son so brazenly?
"Tong Wenya, I brought him to you."
Waving his hand, Nangong Zhe carried Kiki directly to the computer and played Doudou's game with Kiki.