Seeing that Mu Qing-miao's face seemed a little ugly, Xiao Yang quickly laughed and said, "That, I just ask casually, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Mu Qing-miao's eyes were cold, his face turned aside and said coldly, "It's very late. I want to go to bed."

After that, she went into one of the suites and closed the door with a bad face.

Xiao Yang turned a white eye. To say what is the most difficult thing in the world, I'm afraid it must be a woman's mind.

He laughed bitterly and lay on the sofa outside, thinking a lot.

Where are the black people...