"Brother Yan, will they come in?"

Lei Huoer looked at Wen Yan and frowned with some worry.

Wen Yan shook his head, opened the door and saw Shen Qingdai and Ji coming this way in the distance.

A smile instantly appeared on Wen Yan's chubby little face.

"That bad woman!"

Thunderstorm doesn't know who he's talking about, but as long as he has bad words, he should be a bad person.

She wanted to see what the man looked like, but Wen Yan dragged her back.

Shen Qingdai and Ji Yang are getting closer and closer, as if they were coming this way.

"Don't touch me! Ji Yang, you fucking...