Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He

dn't disrupt the friendship between me and your Uncle Qiao."Huo Shaoting took a long drag of his cigarette, then flicked the ash into the brown ashtray.He got up and smiled faintly: “Then I’ll go back...adishes! Daddy, is that how you and Mommy grew me By planting radishes"Wen Man's cheeks were slightly flushed.Huo Shaoting was just about to drive, and upon hearing this, he glanced at the rearview mi...