Chapter 89 Ian Johnson takes off his clothes when he drinks too much

"Huh?" Ian Johnson looked dazed for a while. "Why, why did you suddenly call me by my name?" Still using that tone? It feels...as if there is a small hook trying to hook someone. Jordy Bally raised her thin lips, and there was a trace of tenderness in her deep eyes. "I like calling your name." Ian Johnson was in a trance again, and slowly raised his hand to cover his heart. The throbbing here just now made her very uncomfortable. Before Ian Johnson could recover from this state, the intoxicating voice of the man, like a cello, rang in her ears again. "Can you call me by my name? Call me Jing Xiao." "I, I still have something to do, I hang up, hang up." Ian Johnson hung up the phone hastily, his breathing was short and disordered, and his chest was heaving and unsteady. Touching my face, it was so hot... I kept cooling my face with the back of my hand. Jing X