Chapter 187: What Wish?

t and then went, it was too late." She explained anxiously."Since we're friends, what difference does a little while make Or are you so eager to see someone who isn't your friend" Fu Mo'han's thin lip...the driver started the vehicle before watching Ye Xiao leave. 。He leaned against the car behind him, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, took a long drag, and exhaled a plum...