"I understand," Tyr replied.
However, he would not do what Liancheng Yazhi wanted. He would never let go of what he wanted.
the two of them didn't say anything else.
Liancheng Yazhi knew that Tyr would not listen to him no matter what he said. It would be useless no matter what he said. Instead of wasting his energy, he might as well think about what to do.
The Ferris wheel stopped, and Rong Yan came down holding Miaomiao's hand. The two of them went up to her, and the four of them continued to play the game behind.
It wasn't until five o 'clock in the afternoon that Rong Yan saw that
When he got home, Yingying was crying in Gu Hesheng's arms.
Rong Yan's heart ached and she quickly took Yingying. son, why are you crying? did Yingying miss your mother? "
Rong Yan shook her head gently and lowered her head to kiss Yingying's little face.
