A few days ago, Mengyao took a birthday gift and handed it to Ren Cen. "Happy birthday, I hope you like it," before Mengyao could finish her words, Ren Cen walked away in front of her. "Why, it's always like this. You block me when you say this." "Hey, there are some sweets on your hands. Ugly girl understands me." "Stop it," Mengyao looked at the familiar figure in front of her, stepped forward and hugged him. "You're awake. I miss you. How long do I have to stay? Go back when you've had enough fun. He's holding a wedding recently!" Mengyao walked away before he could say a word. "Fool, he is no longer in my body. He loves you more than me." Looking at Mengyao in the distance, Xiao Ji whispered. "Sister, brother wants to apologize to you," he said, pointing to Ren Cen who was walking out of the painting in the distance. Mengyao looked at Ren Cen who was bowing his head slightly under the big tree. When he saw her, he shook the snack in his hand and gave her a smile that only belonged to her. Mengyao smiled with satisfaction and walked towards her happiness... Life is like a dream, everyone is working hard to weave it, and he and she are also working hard to weave their original dream.
Intention: the beauty of love.
Reader comments
Why do you have to dare the male protagonist? Sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's hot
I really like this kind of clip that reminds me of the past.
Why do you have to dare the male protagonist? Sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's hot
I really like this kind of clip that reminds me of the past.