!"Ho Shao-ting let go of her.He slowly slid down his body and sat on the stool, took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag.Wen Man carefully adjusted her yukata.Her body was still trembling,...Though Lu Qian was in pain, he still gently touched his little head.

Look at the pearl again.

Eye contact, always profound.

Though they went their separate ways, there was still a powerful relationship between them, as Ho Chun-tung put it, they still had to be relatives.e to her, their breaths mingling and warm against each other.Wen Man leaned against his shoulder, her voice trembling with sobs as she asked, "Are you feeling any better"Ho Shao-ting hummed nonchalant...