the

ore, and a strange excitement rose in her hear

is thing i

xt to him and did not speak. He did not

dropped to freezing point, "...", ine

the scenery outside the window and drove from the seaside suburbs to the ci

u in the car grabbed the window

hat a b

silent, "...

are so beautiful i

ow

e Song Mu off the window. Facing her puzzle

ury villas were built. The security management facilities were very

lected in the eye, "Pingnan Pavilion". Under Song Mu's ever-ch

t incredible up to now. No one but them had ever stepped into the villa. Sudde

ing a ditty in his mouth. He walked into the villa in a natu

ionless, and his delicate jaw line did not relax. He just s

the name literature and art, is a real tough guy, dark skin

of interest in his eyes. Grandpa Gu really asked Nanbai, a dead to

ly like pink rooms,

lethality, Gu Er stood at attention and waved his hand again and a

, Gu Er nerve i

ect in Africa re

pped by Gu Jingxiu's eyes. Why did life treat me

to prepare a pr

several people, smacking his mouth, and wanted to find something to eat. As a

illy?" Song Mu pouted and must be hungry, but

s st

e still had such a side that he could tell cold jokes. The sad Gu E

ling on the sofa. He couldn't help frowning in his he

ink he was t

ghed assiduously. He barely straightened up until his stom

d left in Song Mu's

Mu,

ven the room was tidied up.