Accompanied by the girl’s delicate, tentative soft sound.
After Guangming only felt the cuffs tighten, Fiona’s thin white fingers carefully grabbed his cufflinks.
When Guangwei turned his slender body on his side, Ruifeng’s dark and deep eyes looked at Fiona.
The little girl stood in front of him, looking straight at him with her crystal eyes that had been washed with water.
Wait for the chin line to tighten slightly, with a tight voice, “Who is he?”
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