Introduction: "Zhenjun, is everything okay?" She was wearing a green dress and smiled.
"Very good, Cun... How are you doing, princess?" He was wearing a battle suit and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand. He was majestic and lived up to the name of the God of War.
"Xiaolong is naturally good, but don't call Xiaolong a princess anymore. Xiaolong is just an idle person now and is no longer a princess." She smiled lightly, as if what she saw in front of her was just an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time, and it was just a greeting.
"Really..."
If there was anyone at the moment, they would never have thought that the two people in front of him had been husband and wife for more than a thousand years, and had been entangled with each other for so many years, but now it was just a simple greeting. He never thought that the goodbye would be like this. The Long San in front of him was very good, but he felt that it was not that good, at least he thought so...
PS: This is the author's debut novel. Please bear with me. This is just a work that bows to Uncle Jiao's beauty in his flourishing age. I also want to give Long San a good ending!
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Speaking of which, madam, can you make a comment? Very fun
Speaking of which, madam, can you make a comment? Very fun