Near the teacher was timid. Lu Xiaoxiao stood outside the Rongjia for more than half an hour without daring to knock at the door.

Standing there, she thought a lot.

When Grandpa was still there, he would come here to learn painting when he had time. The teacher was like a granddaughter to himself.

It's just a few months, but people are different.

Before the doorbell is pressed, the door is pushed open.

The man who opened the door was an old man of fifty or sixty years old. Seeing Lu Xiaoxiao at the door, he was shocked and quickly pulled her in.

"Are you all right, girl?" The old...