Accompanied by the darkness and drunkenness, he climbed into Ling Shuyuan's bed. He lowered his body, blew into his ear with a hoarse voice, and said, "I like you, what about you?"
The seductive and sinister actor x the 18th-tier musician with low self-esteem and sensitivity
Shuang Jie, HE rushes in both directions, a mixture of sweetness and cruelty.
There is nothing more frustrating than meeting Bai Yueguang at the most embarrassing moment. If so, it would probably be a brace.
In the small tool room, Liang Yiheng grabbed his wrist and asked him like a resentful woman to a scumbag if he wanted to leave without saying goodbye again.
In a luxurious apartment of several hundred square meters, Liang Yiheng took off his tie and trapped Ling Shuyuan on the sofa, telling him to continue what he had left unfinished.
One has long been at the top and achieved success; the other is still struggling at the bottom, with food and clothing uncertain; the two parallel lines suddenly intersect, and they are out of control from then on.
