the storm of blocking his moments was not over yet. jing hanchuan scrolled through his phone twice, and his face looked as if it had been cut by a sharp wind. xu yuanfei was already sitting in front of the dressing mirror. after drying her hair for a while, she also took her phone and scrolled through her moments.
what did that girl send ...
this brush, oh?
jing xingyao had indeed sent her a status a few minutes ago. she turned off her phone and asked, " hanchuan, what do you think xingyao just sent? "
"i'm fine."
jing hanchuan thought that if she blocked it, it would definitely be her parents and elders. if his wife found out about this, she would be heartbroken.
"it's good that you're fine. you don't look too good. i thought something happened to that girl." xu yuanfei reached out her hand. " let me use your phone. "
