Ninety-nine percent of the people in this world think that Xiao Chong is Fu Huanzhi's obsession, and the rest are people who don't care at all.
Because of Xiao Chong, he became the lord of Youzhou, scorning all those who questioned his existence with blood and fists.
But it was Xiao Chong who had no basis for his love and hatred. Should he hate him for saving him, or hate him for wanting him to live?
The human part of his body made him trapped in the little love in the world, so when Xiao Chong invited him to go see the spring scenery of the world, he was shaken.
Even in Jiangnan, it was still cold. Fu Huanzhi went to the old site of Chuimei Villa and picked a plum blossom, and wrote a sour letter: Jiangnan has nothing, so I want to give him a branch of spring.
Winter is not over yet, spring is nothing.
But when Xiao Chong received it, he hid in the quilt and laughed. The disciples thought that he had suffered a new injury when he went to Jianmu, and he had an old injury before. He was shaking with pain at night, and they all felt that it was not easy for him to be the leader.
Jin Bai: Ha.
Disciple A: Ah Huang's dog food has been eating very fast recently. It didn't take long for him to reach the bottom.
Young Disciple B: Maybe I am stocking up on winter fat.
Jin Bai pinched his winter coat, which was two inches wider, "You don't understand."
The selfishness of the Holy Father Xiao Chongx Hard-spoken and soft-hearted Fu Huanzhi, CP is irreversible
Intention: Maybe everyone tells you that fate is a transparent thread played by the gods above the sky, and everything is determined. But the tides rise and fall during the day and night, and even the paths of the stars change. What I want to tell you is that even if you are destined to be destroyed, it is always a false prophecy from others. Things in the future will only depend on one thing, your heart. What kind of person do you want to be, what kind of life do you want to live, and what kind of person do you want to love.
