For those who have suffered from the heart-corroding thorn, as long as they think about the person they love, their heart will continue to hurt...
Mu's sinking heart was in great pain, so painful that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't help crying. Who said that a man would not shed tears easily, but the love had not yet reached the depth of his feelings.
After the kiss ended, he felt a foreign object slipping down his throat. He stroked Ye Weiyang's red lips and asked softly: "Weiyang, what did you feed me?"
Ye Weiyang smiled slightly, like red plum blossoms blooming in winter, which was exciting.
She didn't say anything, she just lay quietly in Mu Jishen's arms...
——Even if I forget you, I can't forget the love that has been imprinted in my heart...
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