describes him.Jiang Lan listened and tucked his shirt back into his pants.In an instant, it was all proper again.He looked at Huo Jiao's face, which still had a blush on it. His heart skipped a beat....Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.ional, just looking for a hot spot.She recognized the host.A new host in the industry, wanting to climb the ranks is understandable, but stepping on others' privacy is wrong.Wen Man is somewhat protec...