He was stunned. He felt that the scene was like an oil painting.
The man was sitting on the leather sofa, barefoot on the expensive carpet with complicated patterns. His head was slightly lowered, and he was stroking the cat by his feet.
His figure was thin and tall, and his clear and white face was like God's most perfect piece of art. Every part of his facial features was just right, so perfect that it was pleasing to the eye.
mory had to admit that he was a little stunned for a moment.
"That guy teased me."
"Come here."
bo yi said without raising his head.
Although Morri was hesitant and afraid of dirtying his house, he still went over obediently. He didn't know why, but although the decoration here was retro and heavy, he had an inexplicable preference.
mo li walked over and realized that there was a set of clean clothes beside bo yi. he asked indifferently, " are you going to wash them? "
