Chapter 330 He told her, he was just tired of playing

sounded a little familiar.He hesitated for a moment, then asked in a hushed voice, “Are you the old woman who used to sell vegetables at the market”Li Siqi was angry.She picked the cucumber and said,...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. swollen, and when she smirked, her expression was eerie and frightening: "This was picked for you by Mr. Zhang when we went to Hong Kong together. He even had it engraved with a message. It’s really...