"Yes... Yes!" Xia Yihan, who suddenly became the center of the whole stadium, said with a slight hesitation.

The leaf ink next to it looked at the hasty Xia Yihan and covered the Xia Yihan with half of its body, thus leading the topic away. The man took a clear look at Xia Yihan and Yezimo, and laughed to open the topic.

Youle watched the intimate interaction between the two people on TV, tidily trimmed nails flipped into the palm of his hand, and all the antidepressants on his hands were sprinkled on the ground, making a violent noise.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you?" Ye Nianmo was surprised by the...