Furthermore, if he hadn't stopped his auntie and she had n' t stopped, he would have lost a living life today.
From a certain point of view, even if it was this old lady, she wouldn't have to pay too much for her mental loss.
Forget it. This time, even if she wanted to teach the aunt a lesson, she had to concentrate on driving.
In the bathroom, Song Silan turned the intensity of the shower to its maximum. When the hot water landed on his body, his head woke up a lot. He walked through the daytime events one by one in his mind.
She always felt that Lin Gang's words were still unreliable. After all, he was just a man who knew how to maintain a small person. What kind of reliable place was there?
The mirror in the bathroom was surrounded by mist. The mist on it outlined the outline of Ye
