My school loan years

30

I heard a whisper of ups and downs coming from the living room. I knew that the young handsome woman and the courier had already started a fight, and I couldn't help but reach into Wu Yue's clothes.

"Do you love me or not? I don't know what to say..." Wu Yue's phone next to her rang.

"It's Xiaohong." Wu Yue hurriedly pushed me away and picked up the phone.

I remembered the scene when Wu Yue was on the phone with Zolan in the morning, and I was playing with her. I couldn't help but reach out to Wu Yue's body again. I don't mind another phone call.

"Xiaoyueyue, did you miss me?" Yin Xuehong's delicate voice came from the phone.

"Xiaohong, when are you coming back?" Wu Yue hurriedly asked.

Looking at Wu Yue's nervous expression, Yi Yiran held her in her arms and reached into her clothes