Love and him lt;lt;l

Next to the computer, the phone vibrated twice. Glancing at the note, I put on my headphones.,A piercing, inscrutable gaze was sizing things up.,Fu Ji-chen leaned his arms on the car window, glanced at Yu Qing's bag, then at that man's bag. Finally, his gaze fell on the man's face. He smiled ambiguously, but his eyes held a warning like autumn reckoning.。