Chapter 6
Xia Leyang was not very familiar with Rui City, and after leaving the Gu family mansion, he didn’t go far. […]
Xia Leyang was not very familiar with Rui City, and after leaving the Gu family mansion, he didn’t go far. […]
Suddenly, a scene from the day in the hallway flashed in Fan Xing’s mind. He had been pressed against the
“Very well,” Allen licked his lips and smiled, “Let’s fill our stomachs first, and then we can continue discussing this
One week may seem long or short, but usually, Gu Yang spends his time in class sleeping, playing games, and
Su Bin’s heart resumed beating, and he gradually returned to his senses from that suffocating envy and resentment. Allen… Allen…
Puff— The pull tab flipped into a casual curve, twisted left and right twice, completely detached from the can body,
Qin Xiuming and the others wanted to enter the dressing room to get a sneak peek, but they were all
“Don’t, don’t, don’t!” Fan Xing instinctively hugged his clothes tightly, fearing that these unscrupulous guys would get handsy. After a
The store clerk gave the two of them a Christmas gift package. Due to the playful joke just now, Su
When Xia Leyang pushed open the door, Shang Tingzhi was in the middle of taking fever-reducing medicine. He wore navy-blue
The interior of the old Western-style house had been carefully renovated, with a serene garden of flowers and plants and
They entered the villa and stood face to face in the living room, momentarily speechless. Fu Yu regained some composure
Xiao Yi woke up early in the morning from an incredible dream and hurriedly ran to the bedroom to check.
When Su Bin returned to the bedroom, Allen had already sat back on the edge of the bed. Su Bin
The insomnia was partly due to jet lag, but mainly because of what had happened that night. Apart from witnessing
The man looked at him in surprise and asked, “Who are you talking about?” “Lü Chi, Senior Lü Chi,” Fan
The man patted his back and comforted him gently, saying, “Had a bad dream, did you? It’s okay; dreams are
Xiao Yi was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard: “I was just joking; you don’t need to compensate me like
On the way back home, Fan Xing remained silent, sitting in the passenger seat, staring out of the window. The
However, how could one hand over their thoughts? Thoughts weren’t material; they were consciousness. Even if you forced yourself not