His smile is as warm as a gentle breeze, refreshing.
Her smile makes people feel like a spring breeze, and her smile can win his heart.
His smile was sometimes unruly and unruly, sometimes deep and indifferent, making it difficult to see clearly.
"My name is Fan Xinfu, what's your name?" I don't care what your name is, just give me a slap first!
"Keren, you are with him, right?"
"Chen Jin, I know I'm sorry, I feel weak and pale, but I don't know what to say?"
"Nobuo, I have been calling your name silently."
Childhood sweethearts and sweethearts, heroes saving beauties and guarding them with all their heart, and his life experience that he never let him know. Mukeren's eyes are a little foggy. It was him who gave them the fog, and they can't see clearly anymore.
"Muke, why do you love him? Tell me?"
"Bingqing, I..."
She was really speechless.
The right to choose has never been in her hands, but this time she has to speak up for herself.
"Let me marry you."