C618 White Dog

Seeing that Su Lya was still immersed in her own state, Zou Ang didn't say anything more. After a moment, he suddenly looked over. "Whose hand is it?" The machine is ringing? "

"Hmm?" Su Lyarin raised her head in confusion. She suddenly pressed her hand on her bag and took it out. Another unknown number?

She picked it up with a strange look on her face