"Zhang, if you can, let me go out to play. I'll get rusty if I stay in this poor place like yours every day!" Bai Anai stood at the door of the Pluto Palace and cursed with her waist in her waist. Her hair was messy. If it weren't for the totem of the flower on her wrist, she wouldn't have recognized that a person with such an appearance was actually a river god.
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In the side hall, a man was sitting on a bench holding a book of life and death. His long hair was actually softer than a woman's hair. He was wearing a loose sleeping jacket, showing a little bit of his abdominal muscles. He said lightly, "Send me off?" His voice was also very nice.
"Are you willing to give up?" Uncle Zhang didn't answer the question, and gestured to the maid at the door to step back.
"Little girl, it's okay to lie. It's good to let her know the dangers of the world..."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
