Poria

Poria thought she could go very far with Mo Ziyao, but... A terrible "bang" of thunder and lightning sounded in the sky, as if it was about to split the mountains and rivers. Poria knelt at the door of the palace, "Open the door! Ah Yao, open the door Ah Yao! I know you are inside, I beg you." Poria cried at the door one after another, "I beg you, open the door! Ah Yao." What answered Poria was the sound of heavy rain, "Ah Zhi, let's go, he won't see you." Poria looked at the big man in front of her. The door has never been so unfamiliar. Poria looks like the owner of the voice. "Zi Lan, why do you think he treats me like this? I have been in love with him for eight years. Do you think Yan Mo is really that good?" Poria's voice Hoarseness could not hide the loss and anger, "Ah Zhi, let's go" Mo Zilan said with a pale face, "Okay, let's go, Zi Lan," Po Zhi took one last look at the door and helped Mo Zilan go. From now on, I, Poria Chi, and you, Mo Ziyao, only have the feelings of friends and classmates, and no more feelings of admiration...