Horror Game Designer

Gao Ming didn't touch the food he had made, placing a piece of cake in front of him. He counted his heartbeat, rubbing lightly at the calluses on his fingertips.,The milk flavor is rich and intense, the sweet taste melts in your mouth, like swallowing a whole fairytale.,He glanced back at the bedroom. He figured clearing a game should have some reward, but Gao Ming didn't dare go get it himself. He found some bandages and wrapped them around his leg, making it look like he was injured. Carrying a garbage bag, he opened the security door.。