Mr. Gong, your Liuba

A sudden clap of thunder startled Leng Xiyue, who was at the entrance of the company.,"Excuse me, miss, do you need any help" the waiter's voice sounded in her ear.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。