C1032 Southland Extraterritorial 38

"…" Huo Zhixia unscrewed the top of the yogurt bottle and took a sip. It was a little cold.

It seemed like she had been trying to leave a shadow on God.

Does that mean he's eating breakfast?

In the next room, Su Yibai had just brought out his breakfast from the kitchen and sat down at the dining table to reply to Huo Zhixia's message.

Before she could reply to the latest message