Chapter 47

ut now his weak tone sounded like a cherry that had been bitten into, sweetly cloying.Song Lin put his phone on the bedside table and went to the water dispenser to pour her a glass of water.Shen Yi'a...sh it and give it back to you tomorrow.""And the clothes you left on the sofa, the washing machine should be done. You can air them out yourself. Oh, and if you have something difficult to say, I used...