C68 Coarseness

When I got to the hotel, I would rush to Yu Ye without any hesitation.

Quan Yuye was not dissatisfied with my deranged actions. The only thing was that the way he looked at me became very strange. He slightly parted his lips and asked with a cold voice.

"Hua Qing, do you know what you're doing?"

"What am I doing?"

At such a crucial moment