C65 Mu xue'er's anger

When he heard her words, a hint of happiness appeared on his face. Huo Lianqing picked up her teacup and took a sip.

"Thirsty …" At that moment, Zhou Chengchi was rolling on the sofa. He almost fell under the sofa, but Obovan blocked him with his arm.

Huo Lianqing hurried to the kitchen to make him a cup of honey water.

"Don't drink it next time!"

Huo Lianqing gave him some honey water