Sixty-one

Wen Nuan said warmly. What man would flirt like them It wasn't even flirting, it was... she didn't even know how to describe it herself.The warm ring of the phone sounded, she apologized and picked u...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."refully looking over it all. He couldn't see who the roundness resembled and shook his head honestly. Wushuang laughed and said, "Really foolish."Her eyes were like her own, but missing a part of the...