Chapter 330 He told her, he was just tired of playing

tation.At that time, she felt that Mr. Huo looked at her differently, so when they met this time, she couldn't help but feel a longing for him. Even if this man didn't want anything long-term with her...Lu Qian still walked over.

The city's neon lights cast a shimmering, multi-colored glaze over them, making everything seem unreal.

Like a dream, ephemeral.sat before the piano, lifted the lid, and gently played the tune Wenman liked. ... He couldn't help but remember that snowy night, Wenman sitting in his arms listening to him play.How could he possibl...