Chapter 330 He told her, he was just tired of playing

vase, they are all images from memory. Even the little white dog that got hurt, he was brought back from the vet clinic. He is now lying on the mat basking in the sun lazily.Wen Man came in, and it im...Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.tShe didn't ask, her lashes drooping slowly.He was a man of great affairs, and he had told her so clearly. What did it matter that she used a child to bind himUnder the dim lights, their silhouettes r...