Sixty-one

itional emission, there's no way around it. Our little white one here is a fox, and I'm not allergic."Even if she's allergic, she has to endure it. If she were to kill the little white one, the boss...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ith various women, but all the while, he remained deeply devoted to her.Gu Bao didn't think she had done anything wrong. Love came when it came, and if it didn't, it didn't. It couldn't be forced. As...