Mr. Gong, your Liuba

Just as she was about to call her fiancé Zhou Tian to pick her up, a car drove up in the distance.,Before the two could react, Leng Xiyue had already vanished into the heavy rain.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。