Mr. Gong, your Liuba

Leng Xiyue hung up the phone, unconvinced. Could she have been mistaken Wasn't that car Zhou Tian's,"Zhou Tian, you're getting married tomorrow and you still dare to come here" Lin Xue said in a sweet and sultry voice.,Leng Xiyue didn't even look at the other person, assuming he was a bartender. She grabbed his waist, her voice husky with alcohol, and cried, "I feel sick, take me to take a bath..."。