Chapter 2505. Are these counted?

The voice of the Fengxuan is much softer.

is like a tutor in school who is good at seducing distressed students in an orderly way.

Morning rose from bed, watched him fold his sweater and bit his lower lip.

Hurriedly picked up all the clothes on the floor and stuffed them into the cabinet again, whispering, "I'll fold them myself in a minute." No matter what, he can't fold his clothes for himself.

She looked at his shiny black shoes on the floor, with a few strands of dark hair wandering around her forehead.

"Sit down."

Feng Xuan chuckled and sat down at the end...