"Let me smell your scent..." Seeing Xinghe for the first time, the usually carefree young master's eyes suddenly darkened, approaching like a ghost. Smell from the hair to the ears, then from the ears downwards, sliding along the arc of the neck, to the hidden temptation at the edge of the neckline...
Attack the city and plunder the territory inch by inch.
Then, he received an unexpected slap. Cold as winter frost.
A year later, fate is entangled like a thread.
Mo Fei held Xinghe's hand tightly and pointed the dagger at his heart: "Come on, stab it here, you missed it just now."
"Tell me why you want to kill me? Do you hate me for taking away everything that should belong to you, or do you blame me for forcing myself on you that night?"
A combination of circumstances turns everything upside down overnight.
Identity is like a phantom in the mirror, it is hard to distinguish the true from the false - who is the real young master of Mo Mansion? The truth is like a sharp blade, slowly poking out from the abyss, intending to swallow everything...
Ps:
This article is also called "The True and False Young Master". It is a branch of the story of Chu Yan and Lin Wanzhou when they were filming. It is a brand new story.
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Purpose: Brothers, friends and brothers
