It's getting late, go to sleep. 。The man's low, magnetic voice suddenly pulled Jiang Can back from his thoughts. 。At that moment, our eyes met. His gaze was deep and dark like ink, swirling with unfathomable emotions. 。Jiang Canzhang grasped his hand, and his heart beat faster. 。,I've been sitting on the edge of the bed ever since I came into this room, keeping this posture for a long time. My back is stiff now, and I haven't even taken off my wedding dress.,Her husband hasn't come back yet, this smoke is really lasting. 。Have a look at these two brick houses, some places are still under the rain 。Although it's a little run-down, it could be a nice home with some work. 。Ginger smiled faintly, taking advantage of the man's absence, she tidied up the room from top to bottom. 。As he was kneeling on the bed pulling the blanket down, a man walked in from outside the door. 。。