Nannan, call me Leyan from now on. You call me nice. The word "Le" turned a corner in her mouth, leaving a breath of air and spit it out smoothly through the gap between her teeth. It was quite like Wu Nong's soft words.
"Scream again, huh?"
"Leyan, Leyan, Leyan, Song Leyan" Jing Nan smiled.
Many years later, Jing Nan recalled and asked Zhao Ye, "Do you know how many talented people's dreams were killed back then?" Zhao Ye struggled and said that there was no other way. If you don't kill theirs, you will have to kill yours.
She went to jail for her, there was no news about her, he waited for eight years, he was willing to sacrifice his life to get evidence, who was bound by fate, they were destined to be together this time!
What is love? I looked back and saw that you were still here.
Water four cheers you up
I support you, I have collected it a long time ago.
The author of the postscript has something to say
This is the end of writing. It doesn't matter if the number of words is not enough. I've said everything that needs to be said in the text.
Isn't Jing Xiaochi planning to update?
I really should have learned how to play basketball when I was in middle school.
Jing Xiaochi has changed the cover. The new cover is very good.
Water is coming
When will Xiaochi release a new book?
Good afternoon, come on, come on, it's a new month soon, I hope your books can have a bigger market. .
Good morning~I'm back~Long time no see
Xiaochi, try another style, something bolder
Even if you are busy, you should take a look at it. Come on, Chichi.