water, creating a thin layer of mist that fell upon a head of silken, long hair.Raindrops glide on the supple, smooth, porcelain skin, like silken threads dancing across her graceful form.Tong Yimo tu..."I was just kidding!" Lian Xing'er couldn't help but laugh out loud, pulling her hand away and wrapping her arm tightly around his, resting her head on his arm and smiling as she continued, "Ming Sihan, from now on, we will always be together, never apart again."

"I want to hug you," Ming Sihan stopped and said seriously. too! You guys eat slowly, I won't disturb you."She had better make a quick escape before her father exploded.As soon as Leng Yanchen left, Qin Nianxia followed right after him.This cold family manor...