C107 She Fired the President

"Yuze, who is it?"

The woman saw him staring blankly at the door with a bitter tone, as if he had been disturbed by something good. Her two thin white arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Childe Hua turned his head and smiled. He turned around and got up from the woman's body. He sat up straight and tidied his messy shirt. He said coldly, "You can go out!"

"Yuze