Outside the solemn and solemn Li Mansion, light rain was falling, surrounded by a group of injured servants. The girl stepped on the bodyguard and pointed her umbrella at the person opposite.
"Li Haoyu, I just came here to ask you, but now I understand your difficulties, and we will not owe each other anything from now on."
The throbbing of youth is so intense that sometimes you can't tell whether it's like it or love?
He liked her every word, but turned around and wanted to marry Miss Jiang's wife.
...
"Are these fireworks good-looking?"
"Sorry, I'm late."
"No matter what the cost, save her!"
And he didn't say anything about liking her, but he was always affectionate.
"It would be nice if you had always been Wang Xiaoqi..."
