Mo Wan sat in the passenger seat and looked silently at the dark rainy road, the old-fashioned community, the door was covered with small advertisements, and inside there was dim light and the smell of roses that made people dizzy. Cheng Wen kissed her lips, "He is too stupid." He still smiled, "You will like me, and that little bit of liking will be mine. But he is too greedy, I am not greedy, I will let you go." He even kissed Mo Wanchan's slightly fluttering eyelashes.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
