Hua disorder x Shen Duan
Recently, a fire broke out in the palace of Prince Ding'an, and it is said that Prince Ding'an is dead.
Shen Duan took a sip of tea calmly.
Then the next second, she was pestered by a strange man. Hua Wuxu said with a playful smile: "We meet again, Brother Shen."
I have nothing to do every day. On the surface, every word is unreasonable. In fact, every sentence makes sense. The master of the dark pavilion. I have a fragile heart. I don't want to involve too much. I find it troublesome. I just want to find a place to retire. Sometimes I want to fight for no reason.
"I'll say it again, can you please get out."
"Okay."
Shen Duan breathed a sigh of relief and took a step forward.
Hua disorder follows.
Shen Duan: "..." Damn it.
Intention: Some people cut off their past lives, and some people continue this life.