C222 Shi Zhongjie's Request

Just then, a buzzing sound came from the bed, accompanied by a slight vibration.

It was Yinn Hong's cell phone that fell on the bed. It was at this moment that she suddenly thought of something.

"I love this night, and I love the singing of the nightingale..."

The sound of the oxygenated bell gradually became louder. Lee Minghao grabbed it helplessly and fell in front of Yinn Hong