Love Games in the Thriller World of Hong Kong

Copywriting The rainstorm continued. Ever since Song Xiao accidentally stepped on the unburned paper money, her pair of red high heels had been chasing after her. Fortunately, the grocery store ahead was still bright. Grandma was wearing a melon skin hat with a burning white candle on her head. Her face was full of worry: "Oh, Tsim Sha Tsui is not peaceful recently. How dare you two ladies walk at night!" Song Xiao suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. Attending the wedding ceremony in the evening, she couldn't help but take a few more glances at the barefoot beauty next to the black wreath with the word "". It seemed that she was waiting for a suitable pair of red high heels. It is said that the grandmother of the paper maker passed away. More and more paper figures began to appear in the mountain village. Until Song Xiao became one of the paper-pricked people. Xie Chenxi held her carefully in his arms with a smile on his face: "What bad intentions can a beautiful female ghost have?" Shan Meiling was so angry that she stamped her feet, pulled the sleeves of the Forbidden Nightmare Jiang Cha, and cried: "Look at her, didn't she agree to fair competition?" Song Xiao: ... Sorry, there are more than 100 million characters in the guide. Food Guide 1. Private facilities like mountains. 2. All women. Intention: Move forward bravely, not afraid of difficulties