Gong Xiaoyin came back and didn't see An Xiaoxia in the living room.

At this time, he never expected that she would be sleeping in the bedroom. After waiting for a long time, An Xiaoxia still didn't come back.

Without An Xiaoxia's shadow, this home has no warmth at all

He simply dialed her cell phone, but heard a familiar ringtone echoing in the living room.

"Master, that guy called..." It was still the little guy's reluctant voice.

Gong Xiaoyin looked around and realized that An Xiaoxia's backpack was placed on the craft shelf, and the sound from the mobile phone was coming from inside.

He walked over subconsciously, reached out and took out her mobile phone

Why is her cell phone at home?

His hand also touched something cold at the same time. He opened his backpack and a photo suddenly appeared inside.

Gong Xiaoyin took out the photo and was surprised.

Oh my god, when did An Xiaoxia take the photo?

He took a closer look and felt something was wrong.

Her body was pressed tightly against the man, but her face was turned outward and the angle was too large, more than ninety degrees?

If they were really having sex, could they take photos in such a position?

This photo is obviously photoshopped

"An Xiaoxia, An Xiaoxia" he called twice while standing in the living room, but there was no answer.

After he opened the bedroom door, he found An Xiaoxia sleeping on the bed. Gong Xiaoyin originally wanted to wake her up, but seeing how deeply she slept, his hand stopped in the air.

He slowly sat down by the bed and looked at An Xiaoxia in her sleep without blinking.

Normally, she would always have a smile on her face even when she was angry. But at this time, her brows were furrowed and her mouth was pursed together, as if something unhappy had happened to her.

Looking at the face with a pursed mouth and aggrieved look, Gong Xiaoyin suddenly felt distressed. He reached out his hand and gently tucked the hair hanging down from her forehead behind her ears.

An Xiaoxia's hand grabbed his

She said hastily: "Yunduo, I don't have it, I don't have it, I really don't have it."

After a long time, An Xiaoxia was still murmuring, and tears actually flowed from her eyes.

Her murmur suddenly turned into sobbing, but she seemed like she couldn't breathe, and her whole face turned purple from holding back.
Chapter completed!