Mr. Gong, your Liuba

Before she could speak, Zhou Tian spoke first, "Xiyue, it's raining outside, isn't it I'm on a business trip and can't pick you up. Take a taxi home yourself, put on more clothes, and be careful not to catch a cold.",Leng Xiyue hung up the phone, unconvinced. Could she have been mistaken Wasn't that car Zhou Tian's,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。