Wen Ziluo looked at the person in the mirror in front of him.
She feels very tame, and there are some wrinkles on her eyebrows, and she is no longer young.
Lin Duan, I told you, if you love, you will love. If you don't love, you will fall apart.
What do you mean you are like this now?
Lin Duan, how long has it been since you called me uncle.