The Word "heart" Has Turned Gray, Love Has Become Angry
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In the Colosseum under the scorching sun, Li Ruo was hung in the air like a dead dog. "How dare you, a fool, want to marry Brother Yihuai?" Shen Qinghuan smiled grimly and threw the whip at her. "It hurts! Ruoruo hurts so much!" Li Ruo screamed, and when the ferocious bullfight rushed to his feet, he cried out. "No, if you're afraid, Yihuai, Yihuai, come and save me." "Tsk, you really are a fool." Shen Qinghuan sneered and waved his hand. Boom! The iron lock breaks. Li Ruo smashed it down, blood staining the wedding dress red. Cars roared outside the Colosseum. Li Ruo's eyes, which had been stupid for nearly a year, gradually became clearer. At the end of his sight, he saw the back figures of Duan Yihuai and Shen Qinghuan leaving hand in hand.
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