C129 The Storm Is Coming

At noon, the sun is hot and the air is very hot.

In the living room, Ye Xiaoshuang was lying on Huang Xinying's lap while blowing the air conditioner. She looked at the closed door of a certain room and said faintly, "Mistress, do you think Master will be tired to death?"

Huang Xinying was instantly stunned.

At first, she was a little confused but then she became confused.

"Xiaoshuang