Lucas was obviously more indifferent to Gwen’s doubts. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her hair on top of her head, looking helpless, “It must be better than you.”
Gwen: “…”
fall! He was clearly talking about how he got involved with her, it was too much.
I knew I shouldn’t give him a smooth hair, let him get angry and suffocate himself, anyway, he won’t die.
“Do you remember what happened just now?” Qing Mantuo’s chin wanted to know if he remembered how he was about to kill.
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