Looking at the back of Wenyan's escape gently, he always feels that the boy is tired of cats.

She hurried to her coat and picked up her cell phone to look at it. Although there was no call record, the temperature of the cell phone had not receded. Obviously, someone had just used it to talk to someone else.

Gently tuned out the chat record, and saw that the final record stopped on the cold and arrogant record, but also before taking a bath.

Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Who did the stinky boy contact?

Is it Long Kaizhe?

The thought of LongKaizhe's vague eyes before he left is somewhat entangled...