"Xiaoxiao, I hope that you can face up to the gap between you. This kind of gap is something you can't even make friends with!"
How could a man standing in the clouds make friends with a grass-roots class friend?
Junhao's voice was very harsh. He was more convinced that there was something that Tao Zi told him. The relationship between Xiaoxiao and the Deputy Minister of Heaven was really not simple. Thinking of the fact that Xiaoxiao had not been with him for a night, he felt that his worry was like a boulder pressing on his chest, which made him feel depressed.
"I know." The laughter was like a gossamer.
She knew the gap between her and the Head of Heaven. She had never expected that they could have a deeper relationship. As Junhao said, even if the Head of Heaven and she were friend
