cco on Huo Shaoting's clothes.Once, she loved to snuggle in his arms.She liked to press against his neck, feeling his breath through the layer of skin and muscle. The smell of tobacco mixed with after...Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.y hand, but that person won't let me.Wen Man simply leaned against his shoulder, her two slender arms wrapped around his neck, and whispered, " Huo Shaoting, why do I have a feeling that you will sudd...