“Many meditations, don’t weigh your own weight.” After hanging up the phone, Scott Everwood sighed in the darkness, but turned around and looked at it. Isn’t this the same in his bed? If she knew that Lu Qianqian was in trouble in the UK tomorrow, she would also like to fly over to help.
Young, still have that energy to toss, everything must pursue a result, full of blood, you can work hard for love.
Thinking of this, Xiaoye smiled helplessly. There was Feng Shanshan in the front and Lu Qianqian in the back, all because of this thing. If it were not for her, who were these two people? When will Scott Everwood ask one by one?
Moreover, your own woman, do not manage it yourself.
Therefore, Scott Everwood still called Lin Muan before dawn, “Your woman is in the UK, do you know?”
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