C352 I Can't Help It I Really Can't Help It

Faang Xiaoran was still angry with Shen Zichuan. She turned her back to him and Faang Baoer and looked at the phone screen on the bedside table. It was 11: 40 p.m. If he did not hurry up and celebrate his birthday, It would be over very soon today.

However, the bed had already been arranged. For a moment, she did not know what to do