"In the neat villa, Chu Qiao is making phone calls with his mobile phone, and he walks back and forth in the living room from time to time.

Wen Yian suddenly squatted down in front of her and gently took off her shoes. His small white feet stepped on his warm palms, and the strange throb passed to his heart.

"It's more comfortable to wear slippers when you get home." He replaced her with a pair of Pink Wool slippers.

"Well, good." Chu Qiao reached out and touched his head.

The clever big boy made her feel that she couldn't love him enough.

She didn't notice that the pink wool...