After the storm of the joint mission ended, Xiaoyang ushered in a rare weekend.

Lying on the sofa at home, eating the snacks made by Mama Liu and sitting next to Lin Mohan, who has a beautiful face, Xiao Yang said that this little life is not as good as that of immortals.

For fear of Lin Mohao's worry, Xiaoyang did not tell her about the previous storm, otherwise Lin Mohao would surely run around because of his dismissal.

Xiao Yang was reluctant to let her worry so much.

"Xiaoyang, how long will it take for my father's leg to recover?" Lin Mohan sat on the sofa, with cherry mouths...