The whole person is like a pupil who has just entered school, waiting for the teacher to roll his name.
The exquisite little face was tight and tight, as if he was facing an enemy, Julian couldn’t help but look at him.
“My home is not Longtan Tiger Den, you don’t need to be so nervous.”
He stretched out his hand and lifted away the broken hair of Alana’s earrings.
Just now he was awe-inspiring like a tiger, but now honestly, like a cat with his nails hidden.
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