Sister Wenling, I'm sorry. In a dilapidated bungalow in Jinzhou City, coughs came from time to time, accompanied by the pouring rain outside. It sounded extremely bleak. Changbai looked at Lin Xiaoniang in the house, and a group of servants. They opened their mouths, but did not speak.
Sister Wenling, I'm sorry. In a dilapidated bungalow in Jinzhou City, coughs came from time to time, accompanied by the pouring rain outside. It sounded extremely bleak. Changbai looked at Lin Xiaoniang in the house, and a group of servants. They opened their mouths, but did not speak. Wang Yue is not reluctant to book a ticket for me to return home. He can probably guess Liang Shuang's idea. As for whether to be his lover or not, Liang Shuang may not have made up his mind. As for money, he doesn't care. It's for nothing anyway. Hundreds of years have passed
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