The wife of a promin

A rectangular dining table, set with a hearty breakfast.,Luckily, he had bought that magical glue at the time and also picked up a few bottles of special reagents, otherwise his stylish short hair wouldn't have stayed put.,"Xiao Liangliang, you smile and there's trouble brewing. I'm afraid this coffee is beyond my humble capacity to enjoy." Gu Xino glanced at the coffee pushed towards him, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.。