C107 Whose Love Is It It Goes Without Saying

In the living room, Yu Fei lightly hummed a song and turned the volume of the entertainment television to its maximum as he laughed presumptuously, criticizing and commenting on the commotion. Zhou Zedong stood at the door of his bedroom with a headache. He looked at the closed door of the study and then at the noisy living room. Finally, he went to the living room and turned off the TV