just Lu Qian's signature and talking.He was eager to make amends, naturally fulfilling any request. Moreover, at the dinner table, he was plied with alcohol by the father and son of the Huo family,...Huo Jiao was still leaning against the car. After a while, she asked, "Where do you want to eat"

Jiang Lan took a few steps forward and leaned against her, his voice low: "I really want to go to the restaurant, but I'm afraid you'll splash soup on my head, so...come to mine! Although it's tiring, I'm still willing to cook for you!"

Hu Jiao didn't speak, just stared at him.his lips against her ear.Ho Xi didn't speak, nor did she dodge. She thought that if things truly went that way, perhaps she would really live with Bai Qi. But life offered no ifs. Now, all she wished...