Because it had just rained, the ground outside was a little wet. The Wang Yanyu's home was located in a relatively remote location in the suburbs. In order to not attract too much attention, Ye Xingsi and Song Silan walked over when they arrived not far away.
The white houses looked particularly good-looking one by one. Song Silan had always liked small foreign buildings like this, but they had never had time to see their own houses.
When they had time in the future, they could consider buying a house and raising a big white dog. Life was perfect. As for men, they didn't need them at all.
But now... Song Silan silently glanced at the Ye Xingsi beside him, who had been nagging at him that he was going to die from exhaustion. He felt that the heavens were playing with her.
Why was she st
