know what to say!She gently embraced Mingzhu…Ho Mingzhu leaned against her shoulder, perhaps because she was close to Wen Man, she was willing to tell Wen Man all those emotions that she didn't want...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. him any further.Lu Qian went to the restroom, Huo Mingzhu following her Uncle Lu like a little tail. In fact, everyone in the private room could see through it, but since Lu Qian said she was a junio...