Hello everyone, this is the copywriting of justice and awe-inspiring, cold and arrogant.
"Hey, why are you lying to me? Why can't it be me." The handsome man in a luxurious fox fur lay on the snow. The dark red at the corner of his mouth stained the lonely snow. Only the ink-colored pupils reflected the terrifying obsession and love.
"Xiaoyang, I'm sorry. I finally broke the contract. I only hope that the snow on the vast mountain will remain as it is, to accompany you day and night, and to continue our relationship in the next life." The man with black hair and white clothes on the cliff closed his eyes, pushed the girl out of his arms, and jumped down gently, drawing a gap between life and death.
"Ye Yang, if you dare to die and fall into poverty, I will not let you go even if you die, and you will never have peace." The young emperor's eyes were filled with sparkle.
"May Allah bless you and don't cry anymore. No one is worthy of your crying." The wind and sand blew by, and the handsome young man in a white robe looked like the incarnation of Allah in the moonlight.