Mint Love Poems

◎The next book is "I Stole the Rose" ◎The full text is completed/the publication progress can be found on Weibo@congling Bo Zhiyu, known to everyone in Jiangcheng, is moody and a complete lunatic. When Chi Ning saw him, the man's hands were full of bloody smell, just like a real version of Chainsaw. He didn't mind her presence at all. Instead, he bent his peach blossom eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Children, does your brother look good?" Chi Ning thought that a crazy and deviant person like Bo Zhiyu had no emotions at all, so there would be nothing to fear. Later, he leaned over and looked into her eyes, gently and restrainedly, and whispered: "Why not." "Aning, I'm afraid you don't like me." ◎"You are mine/You are half of my poem/No one is allowed to change a word." -White-cut black heroine -"The meaning of a day depends on how many times you see her." -The first sentence at the end comes from Haizi's "Half Poems" + the last two sentences come from "You are an encounter arranged by the universe" Reading tips: ① Please do not substitute reality, Mary Su Xiaobai's article, don't tell anyone if you abandon the article, and live in peace. ②Abnormal people and abnormal love ◎Open the next book "The Rose I Stole" + the author's column can be collected Copywriting: When Wen Mu came to Wen's house, she only met a novelty - the cheap sister's fiancé. The man is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his eyes are warm under gold-rimmed glasses. He looks ascetic and gentle. When they met for the first time, Wen Mu accidentally touched his coat, and the man smiled gently and said it didn't matter. In a blink of an eye, Wen Mu found his abandoned suit in the trash can. The proud son of heaven from a famous family, he is always flirtatious. Wen Mu teased him in every possible way, and she wanted to peel off his disguise layer by layer, but she never thought she would get a glimpse of such a secret. As darkness spread late at night, she woke up suddenly, and the locked windows were empty. The man stepped on broken glass, and the wounds on his knuckles were shocking. Step by step, step by step closer. The man wiped the blood from her cheek with a warm smile. "What should I do? You can't run away." ◎If I were yours, it would be impossible to escape + there would be no way to escape + I would be in trouble + until I die. -The title comes from Berlin Girls Copywriter -Warning: No normal people Purpose: To create a better future together.