Lu Xiaoxiao's attitude seems sincere, but Hong Rose knows that stubborn character under the clever, and sighs, "Xiaoxiao, I think we really should have a good chat. Did you not tell Chu Mo clearly just now? Call him now and tell him you won't be back tonight."

"Well." At this time, Lu Xiaoxiao, who dared not disobey his girlfriend, smoothed his lips and sat on the sofa obediently waiting for Hong Rose to open his mouth.

The delicate jade finger pressed the number that was memorized in mind. Lu Xiaoxiao's heart is actually very complicated at this moment. She is not unaware of the tolerance and spoiling of herself during...