from the car, twisted off the cap, and offered it to her.Towards the end of her drink, she took it all in one gulp. The tension on her face gradually eased. She rarely responded to He Hanchuan's words...The temperature on his leg traveled through the trousers, Xiang Wan fidgeted uncomfortably, “It’s mainly because Jiang Qingran was acting pitiful in front of him.”

"You're speaking up for him" He stood up straight, his face set in a grim line, forcing her to meet his gaze.eone came to clean it regularly.And in the middle, there was a table set up with a photo of a handsome young man on it.Meng Lan walked over and picked up the incense from the table. After lighting it,...