Despair, can only face

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"the night before yesterday you?!"

Without thinking about it, Xia Yimo's lips spilled over. She stared at Longyaochen dead, red eyes and deep eyes. At that moment, her heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

Longyaochen drew the corners of his lips lightly, and if there was a seemingly invisible smile with bloodthirst, he said slowly with his thin lips lightly open: "You can stay directly, or... I want to talk back to your family, but I'll see you here at dinner!"

is not a question, not a suggestion, but an irrefutable decision!

Longyaochen looked back and went out of the villa over...