Hua Ying closed the door and went back to the living room with her handbag. She saw that there was a message card in her handbag. [don't be angry with me. I'll give you a new one. I'll pay attention to it next time! ",she had forgotten when the scene in her dream suddenly appeared in her mind.,on the opposite chair, the assistant is sorting out the data, looking up at Chen Xing, busy and lowering his head, the sound of breathing is unconsciously lowered, trying to reduce the sense of existence.。
