Sixty-one

your number!" Wen Nuan was taken aback, took the phone, his phone was special, with no markings whatsoever, you couldn't tell what brand it was, but the functionality was complete, super complete. 。A...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."et; she was still sixteen, a vibrant young girl with the energy and hopefulness of youth on her face."Red faces, red flowers intertwined." Han Shizhong said, the dashing young man unexpectedly landed...