Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He

r senses.She was so close to him that she could bury her head in his neck if she tilted it down just a little. Their positions were incredibly intimate, so intimate that Wen Man felt a sense of…wrongn...garette and placed it between his lips.The lighter flared to life.His delicately boned fingers clutched a snowy cigarette, slowly inhaling and exhaling. The smoke entered his lungs, the sting of it jo...