Chapter 909: What about this place being our marital home fr

.The living room was quiet, Wen Man sat quietly working.Ho Shaoting felt a burning resentment. He walked over with damp clothes and leaned down, gently biting at the skin on her neck. His teeth grazed...Huo Jiao was still leaning against the car. After a while, she asked, "Where do you want to eat"

Jiang Lan took a few steps forward and leaned against her, his voice low: "I really want to go to the restaurant, but I'm afraid you'll splash soup on my head, so...come to mine! Although it's tiring, I'm still willing to cook for you!"

Hu Jiao didn't speak, just stared at him.Lu Qian still walked over.The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.Like a dream, ephemeral.