If, if there was no Qin Rusu, I should be his bride at this time, with two butterflies thorns on the west side of the painting building, mandarin ducks painted on the east pavilion of Guitang, and music played by sheng and sheng. How could it be so miserable today?
Luo Ran, thinking in her heart, but she knew this was already impossible.
Qin Rusu was like a bloody curse, piercing Luo Ran's heart but hurting Luo Ran's body.
For Luo Ran, the so-called ending after revenge.
After all, it is a chess piece in the game.
Who got into whose game?
Luo Ran finally did. . . . . .
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