rarely showed, could be seen faintly.He spoke in a raspy voice, "How did you get here It's raining outside. Did someone drive you"Qin Yu slowly put away the umbrella.She looked up at him, meeting his...Though Lu Qian was in pain, he still gently touched his little head.

Look at the pearl again.

Eye contact, always profound.

Though they went their separate ways, there was still a powerful relationship between them, as Ho Chun-tung put it, they still had to be relatives.ide him was beautiful and noble…This made Song Qingqing quite inferior.She thought of her hometown, of her parents who were born and raised in the countryside, their hands calloused with years of hard...