Butong opened his eyes and replied earnestly and firmly, "I believe you."

"... Why?" The sweet voice of the girl said, "because I am your wife!"

Li Jingchen's breath is sluggish, and his heart seems to be brushed by feathers. Some girls are born with a blank sheet of paper.

no matter how complicated the pigment is, it is always a piece of white paper.

it's so simple and clean that you can't bear to let her touch a little dust.

Butong didn't notice the subtle changes of the man. As soon as he wanted to say something, another phone call came in.

she looked at the screen and said,...