Heartbeat after marr

he was already cold, and now he frowned, with a sense of pressure that was hard to get close to.,on the opposite chair, the assistant is sorting out the data, looking up at Chen Xing, busy and lowering his head, the sound of breathing is unconsciously lowered, trying to reduce the sense of existence.,although he went out early and came back late, he arranged her life in a thoughtful way, everything was all the same, and everything seemed a little abnormal.。