Mr. Gong, your Liuba

A sudden clap of thunder startled Leng Xiyue, who was at the entrance of the company.,Just as she was about to call her fiancé Zhou Tian to pick her up, a car drove up in the distance.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。