Chapter 330 He told her, he was just tired of playing

cably, handsome and dashing.Wen Man's face was slightly flushed.She pulled the blanket over herself and sat up gently. "What time is it"Ho Shao-ting walked to the bedside and sat down, gently stroking...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.tle for dinner.She looked at the time, it was eight o'clock.Kids his age usually go to bed at 9 p.m.Wen Man was just about to call Huo Shaoting when a slender figure appeared beside the dining table,...