C180 The Most Familiar Stranger

"Little, Little Xi ~" Ann Qiu was surprised.

"Cousin, what do you think I should suspect?" Lee Junxi asked again.

"No, nothing. Is Yan not here? " Ann Qiu stuttered in nervousness.

Even though he was separated by the phone, he could still feel the oppressive coldness.

"She's taking a bath. Is there anything else? " Lee Junxi's voice became colder and colder.

"Oh