Su Mo raised his hand to turn on the light.

The light was dazzling, Song Yuchuan's black eyelashes tightened, and he pressed his face against the side of her neck socket.

Su Mo put his hands on his clenched hands, lowered his gaze and told him, "It's okay." ”

Song Yuchuan didn't move.

Su Mo took him to the sofa and sat down, then returned to the entrance and took off the high heels on his feet.

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Chapter 117 There will never be a next time It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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