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Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would be pierced into his heart by Han Changyu. The terrier is in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, the stinky stone of Han Moyu. but insisted on twisting against him. For this. Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn. Even if it is broken, it must be pierced into his cold Changyu's heart. The terrier is in his throat.

Cold Ink Language. Do you really, hate me that much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He's cold for a long time. After being born, he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, and he wanted the wind to be windy and rainy, who dared to say a word to him, and who dared to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

However, Han Moyu's stinky stone insisted on twisting against him. For this reason, Han Moyu was beaten by his mother a lot, but that child was still like a thorn, even if it was broken, it would pierce into his Han Changyu's heart and stalk in his throat.

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. He is cold and long, he was born, and he was held in the palm of his hand like a treasure by everyone, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him, who dares to say a word to him?

Han Moyu, do you really, hate me so much?...... In Han Changyu's heart, a chill swelled up. (To be continued......)

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