"What are you thinking?" "Do I know?"
Xiao Qiluo and Jue Changyan quarreled countless times, and Jue Changyan finally went crazy one day.
"Qi Luo, I hate you,"
"But."
"Can you please love me."
"Changyan, I can only give you love, don't think about anything else."
She stroked his gentle hair, her movements were not gentle, and she pinched one side of the hair tightly, but her voice was as gentle as a temptation, "Eat on time."
Purpose: Raising roses
