Zhao Wuchang's meal was very cold. As I ate, I couldn't help but laugh. What kind of human heart is this? What kind of human heart is this? After riding out of the city with a little drunkenness, the vast world seemed to merge with Mu Tianfeng's figure walking out of the story. The sound of horse hooves clattered on the ground, and they headed north in the wind and snow. The wind is like a knife, cutting on the face and body one after another. If the human body is really made of flesh and blood, how can it withstand such an anatomy?
Zhao Wuchang was riding on his horse, being blown from side to side by the wind. He vaguely thought that he was drunk, drunk... I hoped he would never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
Conception:
This woman is either mentally retarded or having an affair... How can she live like this...
Why didn't Cui Cheng say a word?
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Mr. Xiao, you are so cruel. Why don't you let Xiao Mu live a long life? At least he still has Cui.
Change the time setting, okay? Change it to fifty years ago, no, let's change it to a hundred years ago. Let Zhao be his disciple, okay? This doesn't seem to be particularly important, okay?
Why are you writing this? Why are you writing this?
Wouldn't it be nice to leave a fairy tale in this world?
People's hearts are cold, why not just stop at the end of the world
I don't like Wen's vanity.
Isn't this Wenshi too stupid? !
Xiao Da's writings are always cruel and realistic enough to leave people speechless. . .
Since he said such things, he must be so cruel to his wife. . .
There is such a woman. . . .
It feels a bit like watching The Jue back then. No matter how desolate the world is, there is always a little bit of true love in the world, but only a little bit.
This woman is either mentally retarded or having an affair... How can she live like this...
Why didn't Cui Cheng say a word?
5555555555555555555555555555555 Mr. Xiao, you are so cruel. Why don't you let Xiao Mu live a long life? At least he still has Cui. Change the time setting, okay? Change it to fifty years ago, no, let's change it to a hundred years ago. Let Zhao be his disciple, okay? This doesn't seem to be particularly important, okay? Why are you writing this? Why are you writing this? Wouldn't it be nice to leave a fairy tale in this world?
People's hearts are cold, why not just stop at the end of the world
I don't like Wen's vanity.
Isn't this Wenshi too stupid? !
Xiao Da's writings are always cruel and realistic enough to leave people speechless. . .
Since he said such things, he must be so cruel to his wife. . .
There is such a woman. . . .
It feels a bit like watching The Jue back then. No matter how desolate the world is, there is always a little bit of true love in the world, but only a little bit.