Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

no right to blame him at all. 。Actually, I thought, if Xiaomu couldn't remember me for the rest of his life, that would be fine too. That way, it would be best for him. 。"Xiao Ya Bai let out a light..., ringing five times, then quieting for one minute, and then ringing five times again, repeating this cycle.Wen Pingsheng, who had been drawing until three or four in the morning, was about to be driv...