Just two bottles of plum wine, agreed upon, but didn't give them to me.
What she didn't know was that Huo Jincheng deliberately hadn't let her drink.
Huo Jincheng patted Lu Xingzhi's head, his little darling was simply wonderful.
The words sounded so comforting.
"That's right. You should find a graveyard first!" Huo Jincheng hugged Lu Xingzhi, smiling recklessly.
"Oh! So sour. Jin Yan, do you smell the sour smell of love?" Qin Shihuai had always felt that Huo Jincheng's little fiancée spoke with sharp wit, but he didn't expect him to fall for it so soon.
Isn't that just saying that marriage is a tomb?
Let him find a piece of a graveyard.
"Sour? It's quite good!" Mo Jinyan would not stand on the same side, everyone knew that Huo Jincheng was the most insidious one.
On the surface, he smiled warmly, but deep inside, who knows how he might trick you!
