terrible either.Get-togethers are incomplete without drinking.Ning Shu actually didn't drink much, but under others' persuasion, he had a couple of cups. His face started to turn red. He actually felt...Although Wang Lin had heard about Xiao Heng before, he was just a stranger to me. Compared to Ning Shu, I naturally wasn't leaning towards him in my heart.

The book 《Book》 didn't say anything, but it wasn't me. My attitude also represented the default.

"Come on, guys. It's not about the money, is it"

"It's not about the money, is it We're not in this for anything else, are we"ere going to be used for charity, why take his pillow....The more one thinks, the more astonishing it becomes.Ning Shu didn't want to think about it too deeply, but he thought of the marks on his neck...