"Ke..." Suguan saw his light clouds and breeze, and he was so anxious to bite his lips. He knew he was burning with anxiety in recent months. He just wanted Xiaoya to wake up. Now it was hard to wait, but he let himself wait for one night.

Yes, he never wants to interfere in Xiaoya's affairs. Is Xiaoya sleeping or waking up? What's the matter with him?

This man has always been indifferent and cold-blooded!

When Huo Bei-cheng saw that she was grinding her haw, she couldn't talk too much. He picked up her napkin, wiped her mouth, held her hand, stood up and said hello to the old...