C648 A Storm of Three Hundred and Eighty-eight

"Oh!" Qiao'er seemed to have thought of something and took her hand off. Then, she looked at Xuan and Xin Yiyi who covered her eyes. Xuan wanted to throw her out right now!

"I'll give you ten seconds. If you still can't explain yourself, get out of here!" Xin Yiyi, who was hiding behind Xuan, felt his anger and found it funny!

"Oh, Big Brother Chu, give me a letter