"Come on, don't you see what time it is now? Let's talk about something tomorrow. I'm tired. Jo's voice came from the bedroom. A little vigilance and contempt were revealed in the cold tone. A few days ago, Ye Chengqiang almost got used by Ye Chengqiang. Besides, it's past ten o'clock. It's midnight. I didn't know why Qiao Rubing dared to let Ye Chengqiang, a wild animal who didn't know when it would go mad, enter his boudoir and sail carefully for thousands of years.

"It's urgent. Let me make a long story short." Ye Cheng listened attentively. There was no sound of moving in the bedroom. On the contrary,...