For a long time, Cen Tian was full of arrogance in front of Fiona, not a formal one, never like this, let Fiona feel his fragility.
Inexplicably, like a thorn, it gently pierced Fiona’s heart.
Fiona was actually very clear that her heart had already fallen into Cen Juan.
She patted the man on the back and asked in a soft voice, “What did you dream of?”
Cen Juan didn’t say anything, but the sound of breathing on the girl’s swan’s neck became deeper.
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