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! ",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.,maybe the sound insulation of the house is so good that Huaying, who came home at night, had no idea. When she got up the next morning, Chen Xing had already gone to work.。
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