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.,he had already gone to work when she got up, and the men had not been home until ten o'clock in the evening.,Zhou Luo certainly won't betray his eyeliner, rolling his eyes and saying, "I miss you. This is a telepathy between father and daughter."。