Liang Anya returned the IPAD to Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao cradled the IPAD and quickly slipped onto the sofa, delightfully continuing her play.
She gazed at Xiaoxiao, passionate and absorbed in the game, and her long-buried worries suddenly came to the surface.
Xiaoxiao will never know that this game was personally designed by her dad.
This Cinderella's Twelve, more enriched and refined than it was two years ago.
It's evident the game is continuously being developed; he's put in a lot of effort again.
For a moment, her thoughts were chaotic, memories like gushing lake water swelling up.
Two years ago, a huge fire in Beiming Hall's private forest burned for two days and nights before being completely extinguished.
This piece of news became a sensational local story, which she saw online after returning to the country.
