She was the one who made this joke, and she should pay the price.
It is a camellia, not a rose, yes, she is a camellia, not a rose.
He kept his promise, but she didn't care about it anymore.
Lu Yun's confession was a joke, a bet, but she fell in love with him for a long time and couldn't extricate herself. Later, Jiang Jingmu agreed to her. He treated her very well and promised to give him a grand proposal. When he proposed, he bought all the roses in the city. Rose petals covered the ground. He knelt down on one knee and spoke touching love words and vows. He stared into her eyes, which seemed to be filled with tears. Lu Yun had actually known for a long time that her eyes were exactly the same as his Bai Yueguang eyes. She could not believe this man anymore. What she liked was never roses, and she was never a rose.
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