Snow sound only felt that there were countless pairs of eyes around her. She was on pins and needles, but she couldn't push her. She must have this idea from the beginning.

took over the brush and wrote a "ring poem" in beautiful plum blossom script. I played with my mother when I was a child.

"when you go back to see flowers, you can go to horse Rufei. When you go to horse Rufei, you have little drinking power. When you wake up, you are already at dusk. When you wake up, you can enjoy flowers." Just hanging out, the man around recited: "girl is so talented!"

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