I Want to Get Married

Xun Yu looked at Chu Haotian's car that had disappeared a long time ago. He couldn't help but pull Zhao Qian into his arms.

"Why are you doing this? Actually, I feel that you can choose to live a more relaxed life. Since Chu Haotian only treats you as a friend, then you can also … "

Zhao Qian's finger fell on Xun Yu's lips and her head continuously shook like a rattle drum. She didn't want to miss that bastard so much.

Xun Yu reached out his hand to touch Zhao Qian's soft hair, but put it down helplessly after he raised his hand.

No, she hated herself the most. If she were that casual, she might not even have the time to pretend with Zhao Qian.

"Qianqian, what do you want to eat? I see that you seem to have gotten skinnier recently, and will always have to make up for it! "

Replenish it?

Zhao Qian was speechless.