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Six years ago, Jing Chi suffered a severe breakup with his best friend. Shi Yan didn't leave a word, and the crowd disappeared.
When we met again, the former cold young lady turned into an even colder female police officer, regardless of her being soaked and homeless: "The duty of the police is to catch thieves and save people. I caught the thieves and saved the people. Other things have nothing to do with me."
"Do I have nothing to do with you?"
At that moment, Jing Chi heard the sound of breaking wind.
What can we do to regain the love of the past and become the most important woman in Shiyan's life again?
Shi Yan once heard a saying: People will always fall in love with the people they once loved. But she doesn't believe in evil. At least, she won't fall in the same place twice.
But that woman pounced on her, clinging to her gently and firmly just like she had been her tutor six years ago. It was as if she had long forgotten how she had betrayed him, and when she was devoted to her, she turned around and became her "sister-in-law".
Do you really think she is still the ignorant little girl that she was? She sneered, revealing her obvious thoughts: "You don't really like me at all, you just don't like someone competing with you."
Like lightning splitting through the chaos, the moment Jing Chi was pushed away, she could no longer hide it. For the first time, she who had always been calm felt jealousy like she had never experienced before: crazy and deep-seated.
The belated love was raging like wildfire, and she was determined to lure her in at all costs.
——"Time weariness..."
——"I like... You just did that to me..."
——The arrogant iceberg policeman (hiding his sexy attributes) x gentleness can seduce the scheming reporter
Simmer slowly, the ending is HE
Advance receipt announcement:
A stream of trouble comes out of Xiaoqiang, and a ten-foot-long demon star flows across the earth.
Strong setting, the flower of the high mountain to save the world
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The moment she took Fu Xiqin from her mother's hand, Xu Yue knew that her life had just begun, but it was already over.
She is only twelve years old.
"Only descendants of Nuwa with pure blood can use Fuxi Qin. Xueyue, in order to exchange for this supreme artifact, you are orphaned, disabled, and trapped, and you need to make a choice."
Looking up, my mother's light purple robe was flying in the wind, and her long hair like splashing ink had turned into silvery white like snow at some point.
"Xuyue, you have to choose!"
The morning is like blue silk and the evening is like snow.
This was the only thing she could think of. Holding Qin in her arms, she stood facing the wind: "I choose to be alone."
The fate flowing in her blood cannot be removed or changed, so it will all end with her.
The Nuwa family has been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times. If one of them breaks the rules, one of them will be a disaster in the world, and the Six Paths will kill them.
Disaster? Xue Yue lowered her eyes indifferently, but in her eyes she was just a young girl, as delicate as a flower.
Until the moment when the dial needle of fate finally arrives——
The younger sister who had been missing for three years suddenly transformed into a princess of the Demonic Snake Clan, one person inferior to ten thousand people. "The moon is at the new moon and the moon is at the end of the month." Wan Ge stared at her, his eyes full of scorn and ridicule. "Sister, you are at the end of your strength."
The next moment, the rage penetrated her already scarred body mercilessly.
"What on earth... Do you want..."
The tip of his soft tongue passed little by little, sipping the redness oozing from her heart into her mouth. Wan Ge smiled coldly: "I want you."
Intention: Love will be late, but it will not be absent.
