Love of hidden marriage: ex husband, please restrain

Anluoluo lay on the bed, scared by the moment, sleepless.

The light was not very bright, and his face was not very clear, but it was the vague outline that made anluoluo feel familiar.

It was this sense of deja vu that made anluoluo feel that Qiao Liting was not so high and cold as in the daytime, so serious and disgusting.

Anluoluo laughs at himself, it is estimated that he feels familiar when he sees a handsome man.

While she can't sleep, Ann

can't sleep