author:匿名
state:serializing
brief introduction:
She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body had long since grown weak from the cold.,"Shen Zhao, didn't you say that you... wouldn't have children Where did this child come from",Shen Zhao looked at Su Qingyu with an impassive expression, his face cold and hard. Only the depths of his eyes rippled with emotion.。