For Yan Xu, this is not salty, Lu Xiaoxiao always does not want to ignore. Especially now, she was bored enough. Yan Xun, a neuropathic woman, put Lu Xiaoxiao's anger on the spot.

"If you don't do anything serious at noon, come here and tell me this?" Lu Xiaoxiao asked.

Yan Xu waved his hand. "What I'm doing is not serious yet." He looked at Xiaoxiao's face and nodded with a smile. "Lu Xiaoxiao, we haven't seen each other for days."

"So what?"

"So what I want to say is that you seem to have something on your mind." Yan Xu said that he had stood up. He walked in...