"Junzihuai, I love you forever." Ziluo said with a smile.
A year later, in the flower garden of the king's mansion.
Yun Shumu asked
"Just because of these words, a gentleman, you don't care about your own life or death, right?"
Junzihuai replied
"Yeah."
Yun Shumu tilts his head
"Why?"
The gentleman smiled, and all the flowers in the courtyard were blooming.
"Because of love!"
After resurrection, little Songziluo forgot about him
but never escaped
Get used to loving you, getting used to trusting you, getting used to being close to you.
"A gentleman is pregnant, but you are not a gentleman."
"I never said I wasn't."
"Pervert! Liar! Hooligan! Hypocrite!"
In front of the wind and under the moon, pear blossoms are falling one after another. "Hold your hand and grow old together with me," he smiled.
I am relatively free. If readers have any questions, you can leave a message.