Lu Qian.Thinking of Lu Qian, even the fragrant red wine tasted bitter, rolling down her throat with a heart-wrenching feeling.She couldn't count how much she had drunk, but the feeling of slight into...Huo Jiao was still leaning against the car. After a while, she asked, "Where do you want to eat"

Jiang Lan took a few steps forward and leaned against her, his voice low: "I really want to go to the restaurant, but I'm afraid you'll splash soup on my head, so...come to mine! Although it's tiring, I'm still willing to cook for you!"

Hu Jiao didn't speak, just stared at him.e as he gazed at Mingzhu, even more blatant than before.Huo Shaoting chuckled.He joined his father, harmonizing with him: "Dad, if you say that again, your brother-in-law won't be coming over anymore....