Lu Li, a second-generation rich man in N City, suddenly lost his parents, his company went bankrupt, and he became "unclaimed." I went out to relax, but I was startled by the figure in the trash can: Master, I am so weak, and I am still haunted by ghosts?
When I opened the trash can, I found a tall, thin, fair-skinned man crying inside. Why did this man have purple eyes?
On the side of the road, the dim street lights shone on Lu Li's delicate face. "I like you, what about you?"
The man in front of me replied without thinking, "I like you too."
Lu Li knew that the man didn't understand what he meant. He raised his hand to buckle the hat on his coat, and got close to the man. Their lips were close to each other, and he could only feel each other's hot breath. After a while, Lu Li left, "This is what I said I like."
What about you?
"I am destined not to live to be thirty-eight. You should have a better life." The man looked at the young man in front of him, his charming eyes were blown by the wind, but there was always a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Yan Bin, if the God of Death separates us, I will fight with the God of Death. But if you leave me, there is really nothing I can do."
Gentle and handsome face paralyzed by X's domineering attack
BE for all members, salvation.
Intention: There are no troughs in life, and there are scenery everywhere on the road.