Mr. Gong, your Liuba

A sudden clap of thunder startled Leng Xiyue, who was at the entrance of the company.,Leng Xiyue hung up the phone, unconvinced. Could she have been mistaken Wasn't that car Zhou Tian's,Leng Xiyue didn't even look at the other person, assuming he was a bartender. She grabbed his waist, her voice husky with alcohol, and cried, "I feel sick, take me to take a bath..."。