Xiao Jie tightly gripped the green silk handkerchief in his hand. There was still some warmth on the silk handkerchief. It seemed that he had just left for a while. The patterns on the green silk handkerchief were from the crystal-clear droplets of tears that had yet to dry.
"Ah..." Xiao Jie released a long roar. His blood surged and surged.
Before the relationship is over, when will it end? It's hard to control the sadness.
How could the grievances end? Daughters and children would live together for a lifetime.
Xiao Jie was depressed. When he returned to the small room at White Tiger Peak, he became silent. During this time, Xiao Dong Wangzu and the others came to visit Xiao Jie.
Xiao Jie's face was full of smiles. However, after the night had fallen, sighs could be heard throughout
