Mr. Gong, your Liuba

I left in a hurry this morning and didn't bring an umbrella. I didn't expect to encounter such a heavy downpour when I got off work.,He guzzled down copious amounts of alcohol, crying all the while as he lamented the years of dedication and effort that had amounted to nothing.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。