After that, he took her hand and sat by the fountain. Marble fumbled in his pocket for a few times, pulled out a cigarette to light the smoke, and looked at the fountain in the mist. He pondered for a long time and didn’t speak. His face was cold and his mood was slightly cracked.
"Baoqi, I don't deserve you?" Baoqi shook her head and wondered how this man could ask such a lack of confidence. Is this a worthy question? In the final analysis,…
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