Zeng Zhai.

since muzhiqing, I have been looking for the reason of playing with cold promises. I have to stay at Zeng Zihang 's house, but I have to cross my legs, eat an apple, sit on the sofa, hold the TV remote control and press it from east to west. I am eating and yelling at Zeng Zihang, who is cooking.

"Zihang, hurry up. He's starving."

Zeng Zihang shook her head as she cut the tomato in her hand. She was 22 years old and had no serious business all day. She had not changed her speech and dress a little. She was crazy all day. In this way,...