C288 Taste the Coffee

In recent times, Jorrell has held me in his hands as if I were his own, and I feel that this has been the happiest moment of my life.

Just as I walked out of the gate of the neighborhood, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of me, blocking my path.

I frowned slightly, but I was in a good mood and didn't want to argue. Just as I was about to go around the car, the back window slowly slid down