After Su Yayan left the house, her anger dissipated a little.
She reached out to tug at the thin turtleneck sweater around her neck, revealing the extremely obvious hickey. She immediately felt a little angry.
The weather was already hot. Even if she was wearing a thin sweater, it was still hot. There were so many people in class later, who knew how hot it would be.
At the thought of this, Su Yayan wished she could break someone's third leg!
Huo Chenhuan was just feeling regretful that the time was too short in the morning and he couldn't make it to the end when he suddenly shivered. He suddenly felt a little cold somewhere.
Su Yayan was thinking of dangerous ideas that were not suitable for children when a message suddenly came in.
She looked down and realized that it was from Ling Xiaoqi.
Ling: What does your man mean?
Ling: [Picture]
