Slow
entered the marriage hall with his ex, who should have been dead and dead, and was pushed step by step into the most dangerous cliff by him.
Luo Qingqiao was safe, but Zhou Fan was red-eyed first.
"Why don't you care?" Her smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, and she whispered, "Zhou Shao, there are many people who love you."
"It just doesn't contain you." He left in disappointment, and then became fat and thin. She sat on a high platform and took away all the joys and sorrows.
No one doesn't love him, she just doesn't dare to love anymore. She wants to be a southern flying goose, not a caged bird.