Chapter 2207

waking from the noise, and looked around the room.White walls, white ceiling, white sheets, white comforter... it feels like a hospital...Zhao Yizhuo slowly got up, but found that he had no strength...before him, hesitating. 。Perhaps, he should tell her everything about himself, including his childhood, adolescence, and adulthood. 。Yes, if one were to hold back even from their beloved, how could t...