With a low sigh, forget it. For her fear, I don't care about her. I'll make do with it tonight.

the slender hand picks up the kitchen knife, cuts it down neatly, cuts it crosswise and stands it up, just cuts it into granules.

However, how can I feel my eyes more and more uncomfortable.

thinking about it, I dare not look directly at the onion, and tears fall down.

as soon as Luo saw him crying, he couldn't help pulling his clothes.

"Dad Dad, don't cry! "

boom Jane Yu Fan was stunned, and her knife fell on the chopping board.

he looks down at Luo Yi, who is...