Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

It was 6:20 a.m.

It was still early.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked up at the window. What came into her eyes was a white light, which passed through the slightly flickering curtain. It seemed that it was dawn.

She pressed the button to open the curtain and the curtains were automatically opened. Outside the curtain, it was white, and the sky was covered with blowing snow.

Michelle\'s eyes lit up. As soon as she lifted a corner of the quilt, the cold air slipped into the quilt. She wrapped herself tightly with the quilt again and ran to the window.

The ground was covered with white snow, and the thick snow was shining. The servants in the North Yard were sweeping the snow with a broom. Suddenly, someone looked around and saw there was no superior, who were in charge of them, grabbing a handful of snow and throwing it at her companions.

The smashed servant also looked around, but did not see anyone else. T

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u said today. It\'s meaningful for you two to walk side by side."

Michelle turned to look at Helen and smiled brightly, "Thank you, Helen. I know."

She really knew it.

Yesterday, Leon said that he wanted to take a person back to the C Island from the Lexingport City. At that time, she knew that Leon had planned her into his future life, so she had to work hard.

She tried her best to be a person who could be with Leon.

With Leon by her side, she was never afraid of hardships.

She had used three years to prove it, and it would take a longer time.

The light shining in Michelle\'s eyes moved Helen. She looked at the petite girl and didn\'t know how much strength was hidden in her body.

"Where is Mr. Leon? You make a snowman first."

"I think Leon is still sleeping." Michelle poked her head, but she still didn\'t see anyone else in the early morning.

Helen was surprised and then said, "The snowman is made. Mimi, you can play by yourself. I have to go to the kitchen to order and add some soup for Mr. Leon."

Then Helen turned around and left, still struggling in her mouth, "Turtle soup or Double Penis Soup? How about making both soups?"