It Was Castrated

It was Gu Beiye. Why was he at home?

"What thief? Can't I go out?" She was too lazy to pretend when she was discovered. She threw her shoes away and walked to the table to drink water.

"Of course, but someone told me that you were taken away by that pretty boy. That pretty boy also sent you back midway. Zhao Xi, don't you think you should give me an explanation?" He put on a straight face and stood by the table, looking down at her.

Zhao Xi's hand that was holding the cup subconsciously tightened. Yes, she really wanted to use the cup to smash his head!

"Let me explain it to you? Alright, Gu Beiye. I'll explain it to you!"