I've always thought that our Bao Lu would never have a father like Tong Guohua. As expected, our Bao Lu is just a poor Missy left behind by the common people. No wonder I always thought that our Bao Lu looked a little like husband Yin.
Tong Lu jumped out of bed and knocked on the bathroom door loudly. "Ye Jin, Ye Jin!"
"What is it?" Leng Yejin was in the middle of his shower when he opened the bathroom door. His nine-headed figure was extremely sexy.
Tong Lu did not have the time to admire him. She showed him her phone and felt uneasy. "What do you think we should do now?"