Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Er Ya looked at Qin Luo Yan, then at Wu Yi. In her eyes, there seemed to be a trace of reluctance flowing.,"Get out of the car." Fu Zimo didn't even bother to meet her gaze, instead lifting the car curtain and stepping out first.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。