Chapter 944 Make A Bet
- “In that case, what if I give you a paper crane every morning?” Timothy raised his brows and asked.
- “My daddy gave my mommy a bottle of paper cranes before! He used fluorescent paper to fold them so they would light up at night!” Lucian waved and said, “He gave her one hundred and forty-three paper cranes!”
- Timothy was shocked. “Are you sure that's your daddy and not an imposter? When was he such a romantic?”