Sixty-one

here were several books spread out on the table.Kaka didn't turn on the lights, she lay on the twin bed, feeling so comfortable. The room seemed to still hold her scent, a faint fragrance of roses tha...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."er, just like the warmth knowing that she will die clinging tightly to the legs of the agent, not letting him take the child away, even if she knows that her death might result in two deaths, even if...