An Zhaoyao works
Chapter 672
d across it, and his hand was injured as blood seeped out continuously. He regretted returning so late.I shouldn’t have come back this late.Brother, please don't be harmed, don't let anything happen t... eating his spaghetti and drinking the wine that Mo Chen had poured for them. It was their first time feeling so disheveled; they had spent an entire day accompanying a woman while shopping, returning...