A Handbook of Happiness for Small Farmers

Chapter 785
The sharp knife-like gaze traced Yoyo's exquisite and delicate eyebrows one by one, and for a long time, he didn't blink. The night was thick, until the petite wife on the other side of the bed seemed unable to bear his so focused gaze in her sleep, and was dissatisfied. Flattening his mouth, humming and chirping, he turned over.

(End of this chapter)