C352 I Am Your Husband

No matter how angry she was with WeChat, she couldn't delay the matter of early summer. He didn't even bother to wash his face as he ran out of the room barefooted.

At this moment, Micro-Inscriptions was in the hall talking on the phone, holding a breakfast that he hadn't had time to eat.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw the still-red eyes of An Ran trotting down. The next second