Sixty-one

ince he wasn't famous yet, you ended up with him. Later, as you mixed around in the entertainment industry, you realized that dating a poor boy like Fei Mo was nothing compared to accompanying directo...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."rtant thing was having a human pillow hug her. This person is the most familiar and beloved to her. Without him, she couldn't sleep soundly. When he came back, she slept peacefully without any dreams,...