On the 15th day of the first month, before dawn, Guo Xihao saw the round moon.

the blatant gunfire and the second kick made the quiet room more noisy.

"motherfucker, this morning, is it really good to make such a noise?"

Miao Xin looked at Guo Xihao standing in front of the balcony with bleary eyes, and said helplessly.

"ha ha! You sleep so dead, and you can be woken up by the sound of gunfire... "

looking at Miao Xin's embarrassed appearance, Guo Xihao stood beside Miao Xin and said happily.

"is it too noisy..."

Miao Xin frowns helplessly. Since four o'clock in the morning, he has been setting...