A Heavenly Gift: The

"What" It was a June day, but Qiao Qian felt as if she were in the snow. "It's not yours",Zhou Zhe walked past Qiao Qian and helped Qiao Xuexue up: "Xuexue, you always put my good at heart. I didn't expect you to repay kindness with resentment. I really misjudged you! Qiao Qian!",In the blur, large drops fell onto his face. He instinctively wanted to go to his stomach, but the power coming from his belly was slowly fading away.。