Xiao Rong remained motionless, the temperature in her hands gradually cooling down, as if she was thinking hard, what was she like before?
The floodgates of memories suddenly opened, and all the past, sweet and bitter, came flooding back just like the tide.
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In the end, it was just a sigh.
I heard someone said that the desert has an excellent moonlight, and Xiao Rong wanted to take a look.
She was just afraid of herself. From then on, she had no intention of loving Liang Ye and let him go down to the west building under the bright moon.
Conception: