Leng Xiyue was a little unhappy. She took out her phone and called Zhoutian.,"Zhou Tian, you're getting married tomorrow and you still dare to come here" Lin Xue said in a sweet and sultry voice.,Leng Xiyue didn't even look at the other person, assuming he was a bartender. She grabbed his waist, her voice husky with alcohol, and cried, "I feel sick, take me to take a bath..."。