May Someone Pick up the Moonlight
by Listening To Ducks Calling Late At Night
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"This is meaningless." Lin Qingyun raised her head and looked at the man who was looking at her condescendingly. There was no begging for mercy that a man wanted in his eyes, only the same plainness as before. "Wansheng, whether it makes sense or not is up to me now. You are mine now and you will only be mine in the future." Mo Xiuyao stroked Wansheng's face with his hand and said in a low voice. "I'm not the one you want. I'm just an ordinary person now. My name is Lin Qingyun." Lin Qingyun said calmly. Lin Qingyun looked at the golden iron cage and felt ironic, and Lin Wuyou's smile, with her seductive elf-like appearance, came to mind, Lin Qingyun thought, but just thinking about it made Lin Qingyun happy. On the other side, Lin Wuyou is frantically looking for Lin Qingyun who was taken away by Mo Xiuyao. Three hundred years have passed and he is going crazy...
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