Mo Yan Tang

Five years ago, she saved him but lost the most precious thing a girl could have.
Five years later, he descended from the heavens to protect her peace and guard her safety.
Yet, she said, "I'm sorry, but we're not familiar."
He smirked, "I know about the birthmark on your body. Wouldn't you say we are familiar?"
She harbored secrets, feigned weakness, and endured for many years. While she abided by the world, she was cold and evasive towards him.
He held a high social status, controlling everything around him. He was cold-hearted towards the world, yet only tender down to the bone to her.
Until one day, he pulled the little guy who was hiding behind her, "Stealthily making a miniature version of me and you say we're not familiar?"
A small treasure stood in front of her, blinking and staring at him, "Mom said I popped out from a stone crack!"

My Undecipherable Deep Affection

Watching Jasper Bollock's eyebrows faintly furrow, Evelyn Crawford pursed her lips.


"What do you mean by 'what more do you want'?"


Of course, she wanted him to be gentler with her.


But aside from swallowing her pride and fawning over him like a dog, what else could she do?


Forget it, forget it. Considering he had just suffered a breakup, she wouldn't take it to heart!


Evelyn went over to Jasper, picked up a cotton swab, and began cleaning his wound with iodine.


His bronze skin emitted a healthy glow. Unexpectedly, he looked quite slim with his clothes on but was surprisingly built once they were removed.


Truly a case of "clothes hide the man."


Seeing that his face was still tense, Evelyn mischievously poked his wound with the cotton swab.


"Hiss…" Jasper suddenly inhaled sharply, "Didn't you say your wound-treating skills are more professional than a doctor's?"


"Weren't you also saying that you're not afraid of pain?"


618 has a good figure