Chapter 1965

ng a basketball. His shadow was stretched long and thin under the streetlight. You could faintly see his sharp, handsome features beneath the light, a hint of maturity already present in his youthful... so quicklyZhao Yizhen, as if possessed by a demon, truly pulled out a pink bill from his wallet and handed it to Sophie. Sophie genuinely didn't ask for her money back, seeming to accept it as perfec...