chapter 162 night rose

Hearing these words, Nereus Henry really wanted to hold Phyllis Wood and cry bitterly.

How come this little girl's every move is so touching?

Could it be that she had already washed her hands of herself and was waiting in the room to give herself...a break?

This makes people feel mouth dry!

Nereus Henry couldn't help but open the mineral water bottle again and drank the rest of the water.

"Then what, let me ask you, do you know why Phyllis Wood asked...