"Oh, I know." Sylvan Cheney's gaze is indifferent, as if it was nothing.
"Did she call you? It's good that you know, so I don't have to repeat it to you."
Jasmine Yale shifted in his arms.
But as soon as she moved, Sylvan Cheney firmly held her.
"You miss her a lot, don't you?" Jasmine Yale's eyes fell on the white wall in front of her, her voice gentle and indifferent, "I heard you looked for her for three years, now that she is back, your family of three can be happy. I have met her, she is very beautiful."
Incomparably more beautiful than her.
Lilac Serval radiates a mature and intellectual beauty, along with a captivating charm and allure.
Even a woman would be dazzled upon seeing her.
Sylvan Cheney's longing for her over the years is very understandable.
"Beautiful? But in my heart, you're the most beautiful. What can I do." Sylvan Cheney lowered his head, his breath tickling her neck.
