ned and shook his head, throwing it aside with a disgusted look: "It's really awful. How could anyone make snacks that taste like this" 。The night view was dazzling, but she opened her eyes to see her... reached the coffin and knelt down, mimicking Quan Qinghua's posture by placing one hand on it. But his hand wasn't as steady as Quan Qinghua's. 。He was crying, silently, only his shoulders shaking....
Chapter 827: Lodging