Mu Xiaoqi pushed open the door of the hotel and saw the summer snow that cried its eyes into two peaches at a glance. "Seven seven..."

Xia Ruxue has always been a woman, and has been protecting her to bathe in Xiaoqi, but at this moment, the eyes of Xia Ruxue are showing, but only helpless.

Mu Xiaoqi hurried up to Xia Ruxue and gently took her into his arms and patted Xia Ruxue's shoulder: "Don't cry, don't cry, we want to think about what to do."

She said she didn't cry, but Xia Ruxue heard her voice. She was still sobbing and crying, and then she let it out....