When Huo Bei-cheng's face sank, he subconsciously picked her up and walked up to the sofa. After putting her down, he couldn't help cursing, "True!"

The little woman had closed her long eyelashes in his arms like a very quiet doll. She had gone to sleep, her nose was smooth and she slept soundly.

He can only suppress the rising fire in his body, go to the sofa, pick up his suit, wrap her up, hold her out of the SVIP lounge, and take the elevator downstairs.

Outside the hotel, in the cold, Huo Beicheng came out with Suguan in his arms, busily got out of the car and pulled...