Qin Mo glanced at the young man. He saw him tightening his fists, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He thought about how Fu Jiu had flirted with him before, and he patted the young man's face gently. "What a shame, it won't be yours no matter how much you like it. Work hard, and maybe one day you can afford one for yourself. But that won't be possible; after all, in the whole three northern provinces, this is the only one."
National School Prince Is A Girl
Teen ¡ Zhan Qishao
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