C33 A special warm pillow

That night, Zhuo WeiTing was bathing in the bathroom. Zi Yan picked up her phone and carefully installed a "1" on the spot.

A phone immediately rang in the bedroom, but it wasn't the phone Zhuo Weiting had left on the bedside table. It seemed to be in his suit pocket.

Zi Yan was a little curious, she looked at the bathroom door, barefoot, walked over and took out her phone