Ye Ningyu, a dead house girl in the 23rd century, looked at the speechless and brain-dead article "The Princess is So Inspiring" on her mobile phone.
Good guy, is the female supporting role mentally ill?
A good daughter of the prime minister shouldn't come here to be a light bulb. If I were her, I would have gone to eat, drink and have fun, so I wouldn't lick like her!
The more Ye Li looked at her, the more angry she became: "Why did you provoke her?"
Well, let's be executed by everyone!
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel!
If not, I will scold this author to death!
The blood-red sunset was like a bowl of chicken blood that stained half the sky.
The woman touched the man in front of her with her half-stained hand covered in red blood.
Because of the pain, Ye Liguang struggled to open his mouth and tried his best to smile: "Jiangbei Han"
"I'm in Eucalyptus." The man holding her was trembling all over, and his hands gently supported her remaining body.
"I'm home"
The fallen leaf lemon eucalyptus closed her eyes, and there was no more movement.
"Eucalyptus!" The man hugged the upper body of Lemon Eucalyptus and screamed in pain.
The sunset on the horizon disappears into the sky like lemon eucalyptus leaves.
