different reactions.Cheng Dashao's several friends seemed to understand each other tacitly, after all, they were close friends for many years. Qi Jun's meaning was very clear; he wasn't looking for a...A pair of hands, with thin calluses, covered me.

Ning Shu couldn't help but raise her head and saw the man's peerlessly handsome face, his expression still a little dazed. The big hand wiped the wetness from his face, Bai Li Mo frowned slightly: "What nightmare did you have You even cried."

He lowered his long, narrow eyes and sneered, "How can you be like a woman, crying over a dream"

Ning Shu didn't speak, he was immersed in that dream, unable to wake up.

That helplessness and sadness, they were all too real.

"Liling, I think I had a dream...."

Lingling asked, "Host, what did you dream about You were crying so hard."

Ning Shu told of all the scenes from her dream.

"Ling Ling said in surprise, "It's probably something Bai Li Mo experienced when he was a child. The host might have empathized with him, which is why they had such a dream."

The man's brow furrowed, his eyes heavy as he asked, "What dream did you have"

Ying'er's heart skipped a beat. < >

I just feel something is off. Is the prince perhaps a little too attached to Shadow Seven He's never treated any of us, not even... like this before.f sexiness. 。When he came to his senses, he realized he had been staring at his brother's friend's fingers for a while. 。The next second 。Zhou Jingyu had already sunk a shot, his face just happened t...