"What are you doing?" A cold voice interrupted the delicate feeling that Huang Xiaoxiang and Zhou Yagang had just entered.

Huang Xiaoxiang hated being disturbed by others at this time. He didn't care about his voice, but continued to kiss Zhou ya, "no, it's Xuefei's voice." Who is the owner of the sound? Huang Xiaoxiang and Zhou Ya are separated. Then he looks at Xuefei, whose eyes are crystal clear.

"sorry to bother you." Xuefei raised her face 30 degrees to prevent her tears from flowing out.

"I said it was a misunderstanding, do you believe it?" Huang Xiaoxiang's mouth was curled, but he didn't believe it.

"I believe I...