Zhang Xiaobei's voice became hoarse, and his whole heart seemed to be burned on a flame, and reason gradually fell.

If I want to communicate with Zhao Ying now and discuss things about strangers.

She... probably won't refuse, right?

Thinking of this.

Zhang Xiaobei tentatively lowered his head and kissed Zhao Ying.

Regarding this.

Zhao Ying did not refuse, and her little face turned red and closed her eyes.

Is this... acquiesced?

For a moment.

Zhang Xiaobei was so excited that he picked up Zhao Ying and was about to walk towards the big bed.

"The rose in the palm of your hand is stabbed without realizing it. You deserve to be loved. You understand my expectations..."

A familiar cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

This made Zhang Xiaobei stunned on the spot.

Zhao Ying suddenly opened her eyes, quickly broke free from Zhang Xiaobei's arms, walked to the bed in panic, and picked up the cell phone placed on the bedside table.

Because of the ringtone just now.

It was her cell phone that rang.

"Hey, mom, I was taking a shower just now..."

Zhao Ying answered the phone and explained with a red face.

It was her mother who called.

See this.

Zhang Xiaobei shook his head and smiled bitterly.

have to.

It seems that the good time tonight is about to be ruined again.

Feeling the passion that still does not cool down.

Zhang Xiaobei was also extremely helpless.

It seems.

The ancestral craftsmanship still cannot be lost!

immediately.

Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help disturbing Zhao Ying's phone call with her mother anymore.

After placing the pill on the table.
Chapter completed!