PREVIEW
... > “That old rascal, he’s really swelled up.”
The Ota residence, Lu Liang had been here once before, back when he attended a family dinner hosted by Ota Ling.
It was slightly unexpected that Ota Ling would set Anshan’s recovery dinner at his own home.
“Sir, is it not respectful for Mr. Ota to host the dinner at his home?”
Sakurada Miyuki showed a look of doubt, her head habitually tilting to the left, which was her usual thinking posture.
The necklace made ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE

























