C151 Why are you here

Sure enough, Ling Minghao's home, which was decorated with lanterns and decorations, was tightly shut. Laughter came from inside. This was Ling Yuhai's cousins blocking the door.

A red packet worth a thousand yuan plus some cigarettes opened the door. But behind the gate, small stools, one beside the other, slipped up to the bride's door. It was more than a dozen meters away