My mother once said she named me Xiaoxue because she wanted me to be as pure and beautiful as a snowflake. Just as she wished, I became a living wooden doll in the Helan household: beautiful, but only there to be admired.
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Didn't the princess roll into the prince's arms at night because she was afraid of the cold? Why did you take off your shoes and go into the river again the next day?
... Although it is a short story, the plot develops very quickly.
This is not Que Que's style of writing. . .
Didn't the princess roll into the prince's arms at night because she was afraid of the cold? Why did you take off your shoes and go into the river again the next day?
... Although it is a short story, the plot develops very quickly.