Hearing the light laughter of Carter, Mo Chen, who appeared to be visiting the house today and came to fight the autumn wind, adjusted his sitting posture without concealing his jealousy.
He smelled a sour smell of love!
Mo Chen was grieved and angry. His phone vibrated, and he did not look at the electric display and answered directly.
“Hey?”
There was a brisk female voice over the phone, “Xiao Chenchen, I am back!”
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