Chapter 2592

dim and hazy. In the blur, Lin Xiaoru's face seemed to overlap with that face from memory more than ever.At this time, Lin Xiaoru had already taken the initiative to get closer to him, her red lips pr...In Tianxiang's living roomheir forties or fifties. 。They were dressed in rags, their hair unkempt and tangled as if it had not been cut for decades. 。From head to toe, he was filthy, it seemed like he hadn't bathed in ages. J...