ou back You smell like alcohol."Ho Shao-ting let out a few words through his nose: "Well, the sake drunk at the family banquet."He held her sitting on the bed, but didn't seem to have any intention of...Ting seemed oblivious to the subtle atmosphere. He leaned back on the sofa, pulled Wen Man's hand over, gently playing with it, while a charming smile graced his face as he discussed stocks and trends...
Chapter 773: Zhang Chongguang, it turns out, feelings can al