"Ouyang Liancheng, how long has this person been dead? Why is she still the only one in your heart? In your opinion, even if she betrayed you, is it still important for me to come?"

Moyaping touched her sore jaw and her eyes were full of jealousy. Why, after all these years, could she still not enter his inner world? Life is always respectful to each other, never in his body to harvest the love they want.

"If I put it in the past, I may still be convinced that she betrayed me, but today and tomorrow, as long as anything through your hands, I can't believe half of it...