The Flaming Red-Lipped Superpowers Swept Across the Federation

The day Zhao Yanran took over the control of the consortium, Bai Yueguang came to her in her youth. She wandered between the obsession of youth and the plainness of being together, until another beautiful figure appeared beside him, she suddenly felt that her heart was very painful: "Xiaojiu, I was wrong. I miss you so much------". Looking at the photo in his hand, Xu Nanyin's beautiful eyes flashed: "For you, a few means mean nothing. This time, I will never push you to anyone again." At the biological transformation technology conference, Shen Qingxue pointed her slender jade fingers at the man in the corner with a smile, "The person who resonates with me is him." As soon as he said it, the whole world was in an uproar. "A horse tramples a flying swallow." Ji Xuan rushed towards him like a moth to a flame. Even if she died, she would never regret it. "My wish is to meet you at the peak of martial arts." Meng Zhihua, dressed in white as snow, smiled and said: "Wherever you are, I will be there. No matter what you choose, I will always be by your side." How to choose between a love of a thousand years and a love of several years? He sat quietly in the darkness with deep eyes: "Darkness is the truth after the light retreats, guarding the purity of the light."