"Teacher Mai Lai …"

Yu Sheng wanted to ask a few more questions, but the phone was pinched.

"What's wrong? Look at how low-spirited you were just now, a Master Mei Lai?"

Blue Onion's fingers were pinching a ladle made of blue porcelain, stirring the coffee. No matter how hard the voice sounded, it sounded like a man.

It was not easy for the two of them to get together. Either man was very suspicious.

Li Xia wiped the ...