“Well, I’m not angry anymore.” Lucas’s big palm covered Gwen’s little soft and boneless hand, and it was rare to speak softly.
Gwen knows how to heal her. A simple sentence can make him at a loss and can only follow Gwen’s arrangement.
Gwen saw that although his face was still cold and cold, but Shura’s breath had disappeared before, and he was slightly relieved.
“I’m so tired, I really want to go home.” Gwen said aggrievedly.
Her waist was probably hurt a bit. Lying on the car, she still felt a little pain, as if she was going home and lying on the soft big bed, slowly.
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