There was no response from the person in his arms. Aman's eyes were soft and his hands held tighter. "This is natural. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't be more beautiful than the family's..."
At this point, Aman silently smiled and said, "Remember that in the past, you asked me, can you treat the Ninth Dragon Villa Brothel as our family's home? At that time.... to me, that word was so strange. Thank you, Chloe, you gave me a home."
Since the death of his mother, he had lost his home in his imagination, until he got married and got to know his wife in his arms.
She was so beautiful, so cute, and so rash.
Just like that, she ran into his boring and lonely life...
Xavier was famous for its wealth. The Supreme-class ward in the roval hospital was more beautiful than the presidential suite in the highest hotel. It was exaggerated. Aman's beautiful and low voice echoed slowly in the air like the sound of a piano.
