Feeling that he would not hurt Bai Mi, there was no further hindrance.

After Zheng Zehao left with white honey in his arms, Qiu Jiayi slightly struggled to break through the restraint of prosperity and shining, without looking at him, and was about to leave with strides.

"Where are you going?"

When Qiujiayi started her steps, she immediately grabbed her wrist and frowned again.

"Let me go!"

Qiu Jiayixiu frowned and turned his wrist to break away from his grip.

Sheng Ling Yao stared at her apricot eyes, which refused to yield, and felt powerless.

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

He didn't return home late at night. Do you...