"You can leave, but Su Mo has to stay."
Jian Zhihe looked at Lu Xiuyuan's eyes separated by the frost and smiled faintly.
When I met you, I was either young and frivolous, or it was too late, too late, a full nineteen years too late.
"I want everything from the Jian family, including you, of course."
Jian Zhixing let go of his paper crane for seven years, which only made the already secret feelings ferment even more dangerously.
"Huo Niao, I told you that your Second Master Yun is always here."
Yun Chengyu is willing to use the name of his so-called childhood sweetheart, but the person must be his.
Purpose: In line with the core values of socialism