C407 Exchange Your Freedom for It(2)

He Hao Wen, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, curled up between the sofa and the glass coffee table, like a child.

His nose was full of sourness. Wen Xin You turned her face away. She wanted to scold him a few more times, but she could not. She had also tasted the taste of losing someone she loved.

The time slowly reached ten o'clock at night