C1690 How disgusting?
"Sister Xi …" In the morning of the second day, Zhang Ruolan wished that he could run in front of Chen Xi and ruthlessly complain.
Thinking about how Jun Lanxin was like this every night, she felt like she was living in a place where people monitored her every day.
Hearing Zhang Ruolan's voice, Chen Xi raised his head and looked at her as she walked in from the door: "What