Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

e phone, came the man's usual cool and low-pitched elegant voice 。"No, no, it's nothing. I'm just in the ward." An Xiaotu replied somewhat nervously. 。Because An Ping Ting was still there, she couldn'...Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himselfhe red scarf she had around her neck, and realizing that I was wearing a red one too, a strange feeling welled up inside me, something I couldn't describe in words."It's fine to like him. Besides my d...