"Hoo—"
Back in room 302, Ye Huan let out a breath, his face still showing a hint of lingering excitement.
If it weren't for considering that Tang Yao was sleeping next to him, Brother Huan wouldn't have stopped so soon.
If he had listened to Zhang Huimin earlier and gone to another room, he wouldn't have to worry about this.
Ah, haste makes waste!
Ye Huan sighed, feeling a bit regretful.
He lay down on the bed, noticed the charging screen was lit up, and picked it up to take a look.
Oh boy.
More than a dozen missed calls.
And they're all from Su Qingqing?
What's going on?
Wasn't she blocked? How could she still call?
Ye Huan was about to call back, then thought twice.
If she wants to block and unblock him at will, and he calls back to ask what's going on, wouldn't that be quite embarrassing?
Does she really think I have no temper?
Ye Huan snorted coldly and directly turned off the phone!
Then he went straight to sleep.
...
In a luxurious villa in Capital City.
