Li Jingchen loosened her waist and looked at the girl who stood up to tidy up her clothes. She said with a smile, "my wife, you'd better go and change one. It's wrinkled. I don't know. What do you think we did in the room..."

"you're ok!" Butong grabs his hair and turns to the cloakroom.

when Butong changed his clothes and went downstairs with Li Jingchen, he saw Lin Che, Mu Xilin and Tang Shi sitting in the living room.

muxilin was glued to Tang poetry and talked incessantly. Tang poetry was cold and didn't pay attention to him.

"brother Che, aren't you playing upstairs? How did you get...