The dragon son-in-la

Ito Caizi tilted his head and thought, and said seriously, "or Ye Chenjun sounds more cordial. I should be the only one who calls Ye Chenjun that way.",Ye Chen felt a trace of sweetness at this moment when she saw her smile as sweet as maple syrup.,she doesn't know how to describe this change. If she was injured before, it was like a porcelain vase smashed on the ground and full of fragments, then now she is like a broken porcelain bottle rewind and play, and the fragments all over the ground quickly come back to form a complete self, unharmed and never a bit chapped.。