Ji Shuwan ran away desperately, tried his best to hide, and kept spinning in the palm of this man's hand. Everyone told her she didn't deserve it. She always kept it in mind and never mentioned it. When faced with the little breast balls, she could only talk nonsense. "Mommy! Where did Daddy go?" "Your daddy is a 6, he went to heaven on a gas tank." "Mommy! Who is that man who pressed you against the wall?" "An... Unimportant person." "It's not important in words, but what about in the heart? Huh?" The man trapped her in one of his arms, and this little woman always loved to escape. But it doesn't matter, he doesn't mind, even if she escapes to the ends of the earth, he will chase her to the end of the world and bring her back. It's life, it's death. He, Gu Zhiling, would never let go of Ji Shuwan, his weakness, his seven inches.
