C382 Love Quietly Descends(1)

"Ahhh, what's going on? Why is my face so red? It's not like I drank anything." Qin Yue mumbled to herself as she wet her face.

After a while, there would be a person lying on the bed bored. Why, why was it that in his mind, he kept thinking about Mo LingChen, Qin Yue's mental state?

The next morning, Qin Yue was woken up by the sound of a phone ringing. "Hello, who is it?" Qin Yue asked lazily