C568 Who Told You to Report Me to the Police?

Today, Xiang Wange had found someone to be her friend. She was exhausted like a dog, and slept soundly like a pig.

Her small face was taut, and her elegant brows were slightly creased. It seemed as if she was still angry at someone.

Qin Mochi carried her back to their room. It was hard to tell if his expression was anger or helplessness. In any case