When Chen Wu was 10 years old, he was kidnapped. He didn't know how he was brought here, nor how he got out, nor who saved him. All I know is that when I woke up, there was a string of agarwood beads on my wrist, and the words that kept echoing in my ears: Little boy, you are quite good at picking. . .
Eight years later, Ning Hanyu looked at Chen Wu, who was full of flamboyance and arrogance, and wondered in her heart where the little kid who was lying soft and shivering in her arms eight years ago had gone.
Wantlessly publicizing the small works of Jingshou VS the big bad wolf father system attack
Intention: To be beautiful, chase your husband thousands of miles away, be sweet and pampering, dote on each other