Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

." 。His tall and imposing figure cast a shadow over An Xiaotu. She gasped for breath, her heart pounding as she sat nervously in the car under his stern gaze. Her slender hands clutched her bag tightl...Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himselfe he confirmed she was okay, he ended the call. 。A brief two-sentence exchange, the call lasted less than half a minute. 。"Little Rabbit, what did the Second Young Master say" Mo Caijing asked, trying...