C592 Not Acceptable

Yes, he had not slept that night. Xi Qiujie had been smoking one cigarette after another.

"Yes, I did. I'll go back and take a bath now so that you won't despise me!" Xi Qiujie placed his daughter on his neck. "Fly, fly."

Little Fan Chen giggled happily, appearing just like a string of silver bells, crisp and moving.

Qin Zixia wanted to get angry