Rather than being a little toy, well-behaved and sensible, Yan Shengli wanted to have an unyielding relationship with His Highness the Fifth.
It's a pity that he doesn't understand.
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Xin Xu: "I heard that you can write poetry?"
Yan Shengli's eyebrows were cold and he wrote: "Goose, goose, goose, bending its neck to sing to the sky, green green onions floating on the ginger foam, three bowls are not too much!"
Xin Xu insisted: "What a poem!"
*Little wolf dog x fishing beauty
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