The car was restarted, and neither of them found anyone behind him, who was broadcasting live.

Villa, heard the password locked, just under a single leaf ink immediately turntable, with remote control ran to the porch, "back!"

"Well." Ye Miao put her briefcase aside and touched her head. Every time she came home, she could see her lover standing by to greet her. This feeling was really wonderful.

"Do you work overtime tonight and have a good meal?"

"Eat, order takeout, eat spaghetti."

They had a chat without saying a word. Ye Miao sat down and felt his buttocks cackle. He fished out an iPad from the bottom. The news...