Chapter 231

Into the villa, very dark, very quiet, no sound!

It’s as if no one is there. Cheng Anya is sitting on the sofa tired, leaning back and dropping his hands. The suffocating documents are scattered all over the place, and the paper is rustling against each other.

Stabbing Cheng Anya’s heart!

How sour!

Her heart sank slowly in the dark.

Why is it like this?

Isn’t it very happy?

Cheng Anya slowly replays this wonderful evening in her mind, walking in the sunset hand in hand, her smile is like a flower, his jade trees are facing the wind, the aggressive kisses on the square, and the hot mouth when drinking For this necklace, there are so many kinds of feelings, such as crying, extremely dog blood, holding her hand in a white moonlight, romantic and slow walking, and a bunch of red roses, she can even smell its fragrance.