I owe you a love word

his head. Minh Tri's face revealed some peace o

, you'll be all wet. Just come here to sit temp

immediately stood up, clearly showing on Tran Ca

e, she knew someone else had just arrived. C

ck, her smile

e a friend t

ie. Just going back to look for things is enough to annoy others. Sh

's go

e carefully set the latch, even double-checking it several times. Each small finger touched the chest of the shirt, the silver ring was gently raised. Tran Canh Lam lowered her eyes, silently looking at the words "

oured down heavily, rushing, continuously, torrential as if someone was pouring thousands of large buckets of water. Tran Canh L

heavy rain, thunder and lightning,

nh Lam had to go downstairs, close to a large yard spilling onto the street in front of her house. The yard has no gate,

and immediately stepped back. Nothing would have happened, at least so she thought, had it not been for that evil, dark smile. He must have heard footsteps, and he turned his head. If you look at the location,

ferent meaning. But with that look came a smile that couldn't be seen clearly. Style, teasing...or it could also be a deliberately exposed darkness. T

he looked around, constantly checking the windows and doors. When she sure that everything is bolted and closed, the heart is beating fast to reduce anxiety somewhat. Canh Lam is persistently cling

only unleash their full potential

she should use to attack against her was carefully thought through. Occasionally, there are strange sounds in the windows and doors, causing Tran Ca

poured down white. Tran Canh Lam's eyes suddenly flashed a few bewildered ra

m's breathing missed a beat. Her spine was cold, as if there was a cold

l behind her as a fulcrum and crouched down. The small fig

ing around in all directions. Thinking back to earlier when she refu

.

the rain, but because of the sweat of insecurity and anxiety. Her pretty little face was also splashed with water, each drop of pure water ran down h

the sound of an engine was faintl

d, parked level

inued to walk slowly. For the first time being considered by others as air, Diep Duong's self-esteem seemed to

ly. Her heart was still aching with fear, and

ly dragged, the speed seeme

artled and almost fell. She turned, her gaze fixed on her flawless face that was revealed behind the lowered window. Her mind was hazy, and her vigilance was set to the highest level. It seemed that her brain was very tired, it constantly refused to think. Canh Lam stood there blankly, watching him get out of the