The sea of flowers made waves, as if the wind was crying.

Tenderness is like water, but the heart is like a knife, when the cloth towel falls into the basin again, Ya'er gently caresses his face, and suddenly falls down into his arms, and the pink fist keeps beating the strong chest, which is a silent choking.

He was as steady as an old pine, standing motionless, his eyes never opened, and his complexion did not make waves, as if he were an iron man and a statue.

This scene seems to be frozen in time, and all kinds of flavors are born in Xiaoyao's heart, it should be a pair of fairy couples, but I didn't expect to make people happy.

The two people who originally loved each other deeply, one of them loved each other, but the other seemed to have lost his heart......

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