Bai Xiaoyue has never seen such a man. He is nothing but beautiful. He has a poisonous mouth. His words make her stomach cramp every minute. She wants to slap him to death. However, his body is so weak that she wants to stand in front of him every day. She is afraid that he will be KO accidentally. She feels that she is going insane every minute. Hating him or loving him is a question...
Lu Xiyun had never seen such a woman before. That cute childlike face was a complete illusion. A little woman went to fight for wine with a glass of wine, drank down four or five grown men, and yet she could still stand tall. She threw people over her shoulders at every turn, knocking them down at any time. What was going on? How could she feel so safe...
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