Dress

Luo Yihuan turned around with a faint smile on her face.

The meticulous and cautious Ji Yao? It was only this much! Most of the men were animals whose lower body was thinking.

The corners of Luo Yihuan's mouth curled up slightly.

Ji Yao didn't know that he was walking into a trap he had already set up.

Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge returned to the mansion from the cemetery.

"Are you not going to work today?" Meng Qingge glanced at Ji Wanzhou and asked.

"No, I'm not busy today." Ji Wanzhou slightly raised his eyebrows. "Besides, it's your birthday today. I'll be at home with you."

When Meng Qingge heard this, her neck shrank back, showing an expression of rejection. "Don't. You can't take it."

Pih ran down the stairs. Meng Qingge saw him at first glance, so she ran towards the stairs, "Pih, come! Come on! Mommy, hug! "

Pih went down the stairs even more urgently and shouted excitedly at Meng Qingge and Wang Wang.