"Brother, you look good." And that's the truth, she said in her own voice. Ye Zhao's handsome, is that kind of handsome with unneglectable fortitude and toughness, especially two stars like eyes, staring at you will be frightening, firm nose wings as proud as his personality, thin lips slightly.

The temperature that finger can touch is so real that Ye Shui-ink is somewhat dull. He can't control his finger to caress his firm cheek and delicately sketch the outline that belongs to him only.

Suddenly, the sleeping man adjusted his sleeping posture, and her resolute and handsome face turned to her side, which frightened her. She suddenly mentioned her voice....