686, Mr. Huo descended from the sky

"Huh...what does that mean?" Someone seemed quite unhappy.

Su Wanwan felt awkward and said, "Um, let's talk about it later on WeChat, gotta hang up now."

Without waiting for him to say anything, she immediately hung up the phone.

She had just put down her phone.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so you're not going to karaoke with us because you're in your room being romantic with your little Mr. Huo? Look at that red face and those flirty eyes of yours..."

Su Wanwan swiftly turned off the lights, "I'm exhausted, I'm going to bed!"

Zhao Qianqian: "..."

In the darkness, the screen of Su's phone lit up again.

Huo Jingshen had sent a WeChat message, but he didn't ask about the previous question. Instead, he only said two words, "Sleep."

After saying that, he sent an emoji of a kiss.

Su Wanwan: "..."

So flirty.

But this emoji...

She finally couldn't resist and texted him back, "Can't you download a few more fashionable emojis?"

Huo Jingshen: "..."

He had been despised by his wife.

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