C657 Incomprehensible

The lights of the villa were actually on.

However, it was only eight o'clock, and Fu Yuyan was actually at home …

After a moment of hesitation, she took a deep breath and inserted the key into the hole, then rotated it ….

The door opened.

The first person to hear it was a soft female voice. "Yu Yan, where is the hair dryer?" "Give it to me to use."

Jin Xuan froze.

Looking up