Brittany Flores and Father Deer's warmth made Daphne relax a lot, "Uncle and Auntie are still as young as they were back then, they haven't changed at all." "Mouth so so sweet na, it's cold outside, let's talk inside first." Brittany Flores enthusiastically took Daphne's arm and brought the person towards the house, Daphne turned her head to look at Zak, her eyes contained a smile and gratitude, she had no choice but to let go of her hand, still reluctant to let go.
She was actually Zak's first love...
Daphne was right in front of her in the small space, Lena Mccarthy was inexplicably panicked and subconsciously stepped back, but there was a wall behind her, "What are you doing?" "Nothing." Daphne ruffled her long hair, revealing her white neck, which was covered with hickeys, seeing Lena Mccarthy's expression freeze, she laughed softly, and asked softly, "Didn't you just see it all in the booth? Hasn't it been reassuring yourself that it wasn't left by Zakky?" She was
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