C677 If You Don't Marry Me Do You Still Want to Marry Huo Yan

Standing by the bed, checking the lamp's tenderness, looking back.

Under the crystal lamp. Her skin was as black as ink, and her dark eyes shone with a bright light as she looked at Jun Ye.

Suddenly, she smiled.

"Camera camera. " She sat by the bed, raised her jade-like chin, and looked sharply at Jun Ye