C545 Explain Clearly

Yan Xi, alone in the hotel, was getting more and more irritated as she thought about it.

She couldn't help but take the pillow from the bed and knead it in her hands as if she was venting out, imagining the pillow as Kin Zongliang's face of ice cubes.

Just as she was getting more and more excited, there was a knock on the door.

Yan Xi thought it was the waiter or Zhou Dongzhi