C127 Yini

As for the hotel, Chen Dong had never even thought about throwing a little girl into the hotel. Wasn't that very cruel?

Chen Dong took out his cell phone and saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls. Most of them were from Neon, while the other two were from Guo Qingqing. It was very late now, and Immersion had no intention of returning to the past. It could only be tomorrow.

At home