Non-triad

To be precise, Lu Chen was really tired!

Looking back at the history of his love affair with Fu Jie, it felt like he was in jail. Especially since Bao Shijie came to the mall, this love that was supposed to be burning became even more fragile and fragile.

As the saying goes, you only want to own it after losing it. Losing Fu Zhenxin had always been a nightmare for Lu Chen. Such a pretty and cute little girl had been cruelly abandoned by him. This demonic method was simply the wrath of humans and gods!

At this moment, under Fu Zhenxin's drunken mutters, it was as if that love had been reborn in an instant.

He squeezed her small hand, afraid it would struggle away.

Fu Zhenxin didn't resist. She even moved her hand to feel the warmth that had been gone for a long time.

However, just like that, they held hands and did not say another word to each other.

Only the heart and heart resonate and confide.