Tan Tan's sword was pressed against He Qingbei's chest, and he quickly inserted it. He saw blood coming out quickly, fluttering like a bird and wetting the skirt of his clothes. It was a blue dress, as light as wine. There was a lot of blood, and he quickly pulled out the sword, leaving the wound free, and the world was soaked in blood.
Mo Wuhuan rushed up and hugged He Qingbei. But there was no pain on her face, she still had a smile on her face, and she opened her mouth: "Boss, let's have a cup of tea."
Qinghuan, the name of the wine.
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