C3121 It is a drizzle at night

Tang Mo Yan sat on the sofa and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past midnight, but Zhu Yan Xi showed no sign of coming back.

He was tossing and turning the phone in his hand. At first, he didn't want to call her, but in the end, he couldn't stand it any longer and dialed the number out. In the end, no one answered and he continued to call