So she said, it doesn't matter, it's not his problem.

The forecast is not accurate and the observatory's problem, and the failure of meteor showers is a problem of gravity. They did not wait for the shooting stars to be unlucky.

It is a problem with the observatory, a problem with gravity, and a problem with bad luck.

all in all.

Whose question is not her fiancé's question.

The serious defense reflected the pupils, the man's face relieved, and he asked for advice, "Otherwise, let's go back first?"

"I want to wait a little longer." Yan Ge said: "Maybe..."

The sound stopped, so there was a white light like an arrow leaving the string, cutting through the silent night sky.

The words that had not been finished also stopped in his throat.

maybe……
Chapter completed!