"You … you don’t be angry. I’m afraid of being cold at night …" Yuan Gungun looked at his expression and bowed his head and twisted his fingers uneasily."You … you don’t be angry. I’m afraid of being cold at night …" Yuan Gungun looked at his expression and bowed his head and twisted his fingers uneasily.
Yan Yan ignored her and went straight out. Yuan Gungun didn’t talk to him again. Yan Yan hit her door and saw the pink big bed asleep. Four different kinds