C2359 He Made His Wife Cry

Han Shaolin and Hsu Moyu were on the balcony on the second floor.

When they heard the commotion downstairs, they felt that it was a little unreal. It was clearly a sea of blood last night, but now it had become harmonious and harmonious.

Han Shaolin's phone suddenly rang. He went to the side to pick it up.

Hsu Moyu, who was drinking porridge, took a look and did not say anything