There are rumors in the capital that Mr. Mingchen is as cold as an immortal, elegant and elegant, and will never meet people easily. After leaving Beijing for ten years, Lin Qingxi picked up someone under the horse's hooves as soon as he came back. Hmm... He was very nice. He was a little stunned. "Which young master are you from?" The beauty raised her eyes in confusion, "Ah? My... My name is Ye Mingchen." "..." Is this my little green plum that I haven't seen in ten years? Uh... Or a bamboo horse? Why are you getting more and more stupid?
Sorry, I gave up. The author was stimulated and decided to study seriously. It's over, thank you all for clicking in and watching, I love you.
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