okay, I'm fine. Charlie raised his head and looked at Zhao Fan. He was not as depressed as the others.
He knew very well that even if he didn't buy the flour today, he would still get hurt.
Furthermore, it was a blessing in disguise, and he had miracle doctor Feng's perfume.
Meng Fu had one hand in his pocket as he waited for Zhao fan.
His eyes were not as calm as they used to be, as if they were covered in a layer of frost.
After Zhao Fan caught up with her, she brought Zhao Fan back to the next room.
Ding Mingjing raised his head and watched Meng Fu leave. After Meng Fu's figure disappeared, he looked at Charlie and sneered. this is the Miss Meng you wanted to drive. You're injured, but she didn't say anything? "
If she had not insisted on going to the Royal Academy of Music at this time, this would not have happened.
