The wind is surging, the beauties are like silk, layer upon layer, right? Love? Desire? Are those beautiful encounters because of true love or conspiracy?
Love is only a matter of two people, but it is not a matter of two people. If more people are involved, will they have more happiness or more pain? Maybe it is just a game between cactus?
The power conspiracy in the name of love is inevitable...
Love, hate, grudges are difficult, who will win in the end...
The man, who was as evil as Shura, had a charming and cruel smile on his lips. He held up the woman's pale face with his long and slender fingers: "I have already told you the truth. How can Madam be so disobedient?"
The man's elegant face glowed as warmly as jade under the summer sunset. With just such a casual smile, everything in the world seemed to wake up at this moment. "Chenchen, the greatest happiness for me is to see you happy."
Holding the woman in his arms fiercely, the indifferent man who was as noble and handsome as a god declared domineeringly: "You are mine. You will rise to poverty and fall to hell. Do you think you can escape!"
Bright blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. The charming and charming man smiled as always, looked at the girl in front of him and said coquettishly: "Little Susu, you said you wanted to marry me, you can't lie!"
The beautiful young man with a bright sun like an angel stared at the girl seriously, and asked innocently and confusedly: "The young lady said that the feeling of heartbeat is love, and the feeling of heartache is love. Why does my heart hurt when the young lady cries? ...