He laughed, released his hands and strode away, leaving Wang Feifei alone.

Wang Feifei was stunned on the spot. What does it mean to wash his hands? Is she garbage? Is it not as big as leaf ink?

The phone rang and she took a few deep breaths before answering, "Aunt."

Ye Chuqing's voice was tense. "Fly, ink is all right. I'm worried that Xiaozhao suddenly ran away. Fortunately, I'm relieved that you're with me. You're still depending on the music."

Wang Feifei's chest fluctuated violently.'Aunt, do you know that Ye Miao did to Ye Shui Mo He He He He He uuuuuuuu

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"Nothing."

Wang Fei hung...