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Later, for countless long nights, Cui Yunxue always dreamed of that day.
On that day, the fire was soaring into the sky and the smoke was filling the air. She lay weakly on his back. Pei Chengan's hoarse words were drowned in the howling wind, and struggled to fall into her ears: "Cui Jin, actually I lied."
"It's my dirty intentions."
He stopped in front of the rushing river, with stubbornness hidden in his eyes. He turned his head and whispered softly, cheek to cheek.
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[Femme Fatale VS Suffering Loyal Dog]
◎Don't delve into the details of private facilities
◎You can stay or go as you like, no need to inform
◎1v1 he will not dismantle or replace
Intention: Everything depends on human effort