rs. What they ate was a half-barrel of white porridge that grandma had picked up from a hotel a few days ago...Ye Fan couldn't bear to look any longer. Although he had a hard life growing up, he still..."Mom…" Shan Shan leaned her head against Auntie Zheng's embrace, her eyes were slightly moist and she choked back a sob. (.) Holding onto her mother's hand, she could feel the callouses on top. Those hands used to be so delicate, yet for her education, they had aged prematurely.this method to tantalize without revealing too much, making you endlessly imagine. Is she going to keep me here tonight"Ye Fan, could you get me a towel" Ye Fan seemed to be able to see the smile on h...