PREVIEW
... an Qipei seemed to feel the icy coldness on his face as his eyebrows twitched slightly.
Qiao Jing’s tears had stopped, and her fingers holding the phone were trembling, accidentally pressing a wrong number.
Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught sight of the man’s eyelashes trembling.
Qiao Jing immediately set her phone aside.
“Zhan Qipei?! How are you?”
Zhan Qipei slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the undried tear stains on Qiao Jing’s face, he ma ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE