I am a sentimental person, although I have never admitted it, which obviously does not match my masculine appearance. At first glance, I look like a man, but I am a woman. Phew, there is a huge contrast between the heart and the appearance. I may be the only one in the world, no, in the entire universe. If there is unhappiness in Paris, then my heart will change. But there is no unhappiness in Paris, a romantic city. I can only talk about my unhappiness. Like my favorite red bean paste bread, there is also a little bit of unhappiness in it. Although it's dark. No more nonsense, let's go straight to the naked life novel, from a little girl to a tomboy, from straight to curved.
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