At night, Xiaocao didn't fall asleep, because she didn't know what the president was doing. There was always a sound of moving things outside, which made her totally sleepless.

reluctantly propped up his other hand and got out of the bed, opened the door, but he was facing Shang Ye's face with Leng Jun, "president." I can't help it. I can't help but talk when I see her. After all, she wants to live on. Shang Ye seems to be a little uncomfortable with her regardless of the past. He coughs awkwardly and nods and hurriedly walks by. What is he moving? Why so much? Come on, anyway, it's nothing...