Did he cry? Jiang Xiaoqiu broke the deathly silence in the car.
Without. It's not a breakup, there's nothing to cry about. He only said why he had the mentality of marrying his daughter anyway, haha, damn boy, I should marry my daughter-in-law no matter what. Xu Mo seemed to be tired of the memories just now, the corners of his mouth had deep and shallow dimples, but he smiled reluctantly.
Damn it, you are my wife. Jiang Xiaoqiu is most disgusted with the terms husband and wife. They are all men, so there is no distinction between male and female.
Xu Mo smoked his cigarette, rolled up the car window, and leaned over to fasten Jiang Xiaoqiu's seat belt. Jiang Xiaoqiu looked at Xu Mo with his eyes wide open, inserted her fingers into his stiff hair involuntarily, and said, "Your hair has grown longer."