CopywritingChenghui's designer*geologist on the altar
The first meeting was quite messy. It seemed to him that he had never seen her take off her gorgeous red lips. Like the thorns on the roses and the venom on the poppies, the glacier became the skirt of the red lips and she was still enjoying them.
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On the glacier, Qi Zhu returned from the shocking whiteness. Behind him was an endless expanse of snow. The wind was blowing insatiably. Lin Yi's skirt was blown up, but she didn't care. She rushed towards him without hesitation, her heart beating crazily. In Qi Zhu's eyes, his torch was hugging him into his arms.
They are the only ones left in the world, their Golden Hour.
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Article demining:
*Mary Sue
*Ending HE
*There will be some abuse in the process (whoever you abuse depends on your mood), please be careful if you mind.
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