[1V1 double cleansing, spreading sugar, sweet pet]
Xia Qing has an elder and a younger one, and she goes to work diligently every day to support her family.
A certain His Highness who was experiencing a plane journey fell in love with her at first sight, but Xia Qing said: Sorry, we won't date!
So,
When Xia Qing tasted the food seriously, a certain innocent school bully felt a little sad: "Qingqing, is it more important, boyfriend or food?"
When Xia Qing was so angry that she ran to the small restaurant to watch the dance, a certain jade-faced prime minister caught up with her in a hurry: "Qing Qing, who is that pretty boy? If you want a pretty boy, isn't there one right in front of you?"
When Xia Qing wanted to take a quick trip, a cold-hearted monk said: "Qingqing, I regret it. If I didn't have you, what would it be like to spend this life!"
When Xia Qing looked at someone's wounds and became angry, a certain weak military counselor said: "My wife, I, I just want you to hurt me..."
In the end, His Highness, who was holding the beauty in his arms, expressed his affection: "Qingqing, I will spend this world with you, and I only hope that you will look back at me..."
Xia Qing said: It smells so good!
Highly sweet and sprinkled with sugar! Highly sweet and sprinkled with sugar! Highly sweet and sprinkled with sugar! The author's purpose is: A small amount of abuse will make you happy, but a big abuse will hurt your body!
Reader comments
4.5 Points.٩(●´৺`●)૭
Thank you for meeting me, whether it is a quick glance and disappearing in the sea of people, or someone I cherish when I look at each other with disgust... The former is fate, the middle one is the enrichment of life experience, and the latter is warm and amazing... Fate comes and goes, and it will eventually disperse, and flowers will eventually return to dust! It's fate or disaster, who knows?
It's rare to be confused in life. After this, don't ask anything.
4.5 Points.٩(●´৺`●)૭ Thank you for meeting me, whether it is a quick glance and disappearing in the sea of people, or someone I cherish when I look at each other with disgust... The former is fate, the middle one is the enrichment of life experience, and the latter is warm and amazing... Fate comes and goes, and it will eventually disperse, and flowers will eventually return to dust! It's fate or disaster, who knows? It's rare to be confused in life. After this, don't ask anything.