tel on the set, right!"Jiang Lan glanced in the direction of the bathroom.Huo Jiao is still taking a bath.He held his phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gently unbuttoned a shirt button, an...Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.d foremost, her two children, who were, in fact, the most important thing to him!This discovery made him feel uncomfortable.He looked down at her soft features, as if he saw another version of himself...