The only time she shed tears was in his arms: "If you die, you will be burned."
He responded: "Dare you refuse? I will suck every inch of your flesh and bones. Qing, will I become a demon for you for the rest of my life?"
She smiled slightly, as delicate as snow, and she should be protected in the palm of her hand. She said quietly: "Where can I put a tree? I think it should be a forest." "Your Highness, I probably have forgotten a lot."
His handsome figure caught the eye: "Qing Qing, I have been planning for you for ten years."
Reflecting a shallow pear dimple
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