The cold wind blew across her cheeks, and Sheng Jiayan put his hands on her shoulders, his movements very intimate.
"She is my savior."
"Would you like to do me a favor?"
"Is this your attitude when asking for help?"
Pei Zhao told himself
final year
As long as the last year
She doesn't want to be held back by anything.
Life be alive
Purpose: live a good life