He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the elusive hibiscus flower under his left cheek also looked at her with a teasing smile, and slowly and softly said: "What should I do, I seem to have fallen in love with you..." The voice was soft and charming, coquettishly like coquettishly speaking to a beloved.
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The elegant man sitting on the mandarin duck string had his moon-white robes blown up by the wind. He opened his eyes, and his eyes as bright as the sun in winter looked at the girl who was smiling at him. He smiled softly and said, "Xin'er, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."
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She is as pure as snow, young and carefree. Once she enters the world of mortals, she is destined to be catastrophic. She cannot hide from love and love. Those floating clouds from her youth eventually entangled her until she could not breathe.
♡--- Is it true that in this life, she can only continue to be entangled like this...