C536 Look at My 50-meter Blade(51)

Who else can the owner of this voice be? Wasn't it that Soong Zhiyang who wore clothes as good as his own?

Heavens, it was already past two o'clock. Why would this fellow appear here?

Was his brain fried?

Even so, he still couldn't help but feel touched. Like a small whirlwind, he directly flew into Soong Zhiyang's arms. His face was buried in Soong Zhiyang's chest, and it was a little hot