The vicious deceased husband dressed as a marshal

With a familiar breath, he put his head in his father's arms, and fell asleep again.

Lei Zhe was a little hesitant after taking a shower, but finally plucked up the courage and went straight to the bed. He is not a pet. If his partner really treats him as a pet, how will he live in the future.

Lin Luo glanced at the self-conscious Lei Zhe, but didn't say anything. The bed was half of Lei Zhe, and he could lie down as he wanted. As for other relationships, it depends on the future situation.

The Marshal's Mansion has already gone to sleep, but other parts of the capital star rarely rest so early. Today is the day when the higher galaxies come to visit, and almost all the people are celebrating.

Jonathan found it ironic that even though he had been dealt with by the big tiger, even if he had contributed to the deal with the Life Research Institute, he still looked down on the people here.

A galaxy without national spirit, a galaxy that betrays the fighting heroes, will disappear in the universe sooner or later, and no one can save them.

Jonathan looked at his face and made sure that the bruises were gone, so he got through the video of his adoptive father. He knew that only at this point did his adoptive father have time to talk to him.

He just wanted to ask what happened to Hill. He has been regarded as the culprit for more than two years, and he has the right to know the truth of the matter.