The first time we met, Wen Wuhou came out of the hospital and faced a group of gangsters without any stage fright. When the young man from a distance saw her, he was cold and had a chill in his brow.
The second time they met, he heard her mocking her suitor in the dark.
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"Wen Wuyan, don't be too nice to me, or I will fall into it."
"So what if I get stuck? I let it go." She raised her chin slightly, her voice was calm and determined, with a hint of indulgence and pampering, "I'm willing to do it, but I can't help it?"
Yan Jiu was stunned for a while, then buried his head in her hand again and laughed out loud: "Wen Wuyan, I don't want to be ordinary friends anymore, what should I do?"
Wen Wuyang hurriedly put down his hand, stretched out his index finger and put it against his lips, "Bear it."
"But I can't bear it anymore."
I know I will disappear. This day comes too fast and I haven't had time to say goodbye to you properly. ——Smell
Intention: Ginkgo rain belongs only to us
