Facing Veronica’s straightforward analysis, he almost didn’t care about her, care about her, and nervously say what she said. Xu Shaoye just responded indifferently: “You are because of my injury.”
Veronica let out a short smile in her nose. She took the bowl and glanced mockingly at Young Master Xu: “If this reason for self-deception can make you feel better, so be it.”
Leaving this sentence aside, Veronica had no time to talk to him, lowered his head and slurred on the porridge.
It is hot but not hot. It should have been cooked for a long time. Although the rim of the bowl is clean and has no water stains, it is very moist, indicating that it has been warm in the pot.
Others are sitting here, not turning on the light because they don’t want to disturb her falling asleep, but because she wants to know the first time when she is moving.
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