Chapter 1320 Fried Hair

Charged like this, the mobile phone is aimed at Hou Chaosi.

Juliana Lewis put away his cell phone, left the orange light, and went into the room to sleep.

Timothy Greene is also sitting on the bed at this time. He looks at Hou Chaosi on the screen.

Orange light, she holds the pillow and sleeps on the sofa.

Little man, sleeping like a cat

From time to time, I rubbed the pillow and smashed my mouth again.

Clearly outside, you can still hear some voices.

Somehow, Timothy Greene suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet.

It's so quiet that people's hearts are quiet.

Feel, than the psychologist's enlightenment, but also easy to use.

If he wants to land wine again.

Past promises are just children's words.

That is not a promise.

Without commitment, there is no betrayal, right?

In fact, Timothy Greene did not expect that it was not a promise, but his spiritual pillar and his lifeline.

Over time, it becomes a habit.