Su Mo's mobile phone in his ear gradually tightened.

In the eye, the tall buildings under the dark clouds in the distance have begun to be washed away by the drifting heavy rain.

She whispered: "Song Yuchuan." ”

"I'm sorry."

There was a noticeable pause on the other end of the line.

Su Mo: ......

Chapter 85 of "Unruly Happiness" You are unruly and are hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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