ing room.Mingzhu, smelling the aroma, came over. Seeing only one bowl, she said, "Why aren't you eating"Lu Qian sat beside her, took out a cigarette but didn't light it.He smiled faintly: "As for the...Huo Jiao was still leaning against the car. After a while, she asked, "Where do you want to eat"

Jiang Lan took a few steps forward and leaned against her, his voice low: "I really want to go to the restaurant, but I'm afraid you'll splash soup on my head, so...come to mine! Although it's tiring, I'm still willing to cook for you!"

Hu Jiao didn't speak, just stared at him.gh her heart.She understands Lu Qian, he is a perfectionist.Huo Mingzhu had lost so much face, she felt Lu Qian would be unable to bear it, at least he'd feel embarrassed.As expected, Lu Qian frowned....