In the world... Every day, every city or other region will have a sweet or sad, happy or sad, humble or proud love, no matter what kind of love, is full of pursuit of love you write a fairy tale. By: Under the moon.

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"small bubble, this is the wind sent..." Long Tianlin said, handing the lily bouquet to Xia Yimo.

People around are frolicking or greeting, and the band is playing soft and affectionate music... After Xia Yimo looked at Yanlong Tianlin and Longyaochen, his heart had a lot of surging thought detectors to take the bouquet, and then he could not help holding his breath slowly, and...