Ho Shao-ting lit a cigarette.A cigarette hung between his long fingers, unlit, already a beautiful picture.He looked at Qiao An expressionlessly: "If you hadn't made such a scene, threatening to jump...After a kiss.

each other's breaths getting ragged...ade breakfast!……Mingzhu patted his little head.She herself didn't eat the breakfast Lu Qian made. Just one bite, and she felt her heart would ache beyond repair...Over these years, she still hasn't go...