Sixty-one

that Ye Biandai was also a man of deep affection; he too had his own moon in his heart.But where did his lover goFor so many years, he has been surrounded by rumors of affairs, left and right. What's...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."say anything."Young Master Ye, can you sleep now" Wen Nuan heard her own voice sounding so pretentious that she wanted to vomit.Ye Fei Mo rolled over and lay back down, his cold voice remarkably uniqu...