"Mmm... slow down..." In the bed, a man and a woman were entangled together in deep passion, but the phone next to them was ringing.
Shi Yong's mood was ruined, so he answered the phone in frustration. "Hello!"
"You fool, why aren't you back yet? If you don't come back, I'll change the lock on the door!" Over the phone, Qu Li's sharp voice pierced through, stinging Shi Yong's eardrums.
Hearing that it was Shi Yong's wife calling, Xing Er obediently waited by the side and did not say a word.
"I still have something to do..." Shi Yong held Xing Er in his arms and his tone was very perfunctory.
"What's more important than Xiaoxiao?" Qu Li's tone was already carrying some killing intent.
Xiaoxiao? Shi Yong sat up fiercely and asked in a panic, "What's wrong with Xiaoxiao?"
"Xiaoxiao's back, but she's a little..." Qu Li paused for a moment, as if she didn't know how to describe it. "In any case, hurry up and get your ass back here!"
