Knock, knock, knock.
Someone knocked on George's door.
Qi Lei quickly went to open it, only to be greeted by a delicate and pretty golden boy standing there.
"Hello, Uncle Qi Lei!"
McDull greeted Qi Lei with a big smile, in a very polite manner.
He was wearing a bright yellow sweater; the collar of a white shirt peeked out from the neckline, adorned with a glittering gold bowtie that he had taken off his own little suit. Below, he had on coffee-colored casual pants matched with ginger yellow leather shoes that complemented his yellow sweater.
In fact, McDull had already stayed here one night before, which was on the night of Little Xiahua's birthday when Song Zhen had brought him here alone.
Song Zhen had intended for him to stay for a while, so he had prepared quite a few clothes for him.