Devil Abandoned Young Master, Don't Mess with Me

Late summer, late at night. Zhang Miaomiao is not asleep yet. Although she is lying quietly on the pink bed, her eyes are wide open, staring at the lights in the living room, like a cat staring at a mouse. The big eyes turned around and around, but there was no sign of boredom. But she is destined to be a mouse, and Dad is the real cat. The lights finally went out and it was time for Dad to sleep. Zhang Miaomiao lifted the quilt, felt in the dark, put on the light pink sandals, walked over carefully, and closed the door. The movements are quite sophisticated and done in one go...