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Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai Mei. Danfeng eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire and died? What kind of heart is his heart, Han Moyu looked at Han Changyu, and the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking down the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her. Deeply submerged...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her coat tightly. She closed her eyes, and a tear streamed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. That person. He was asleep at this time. Dai Mei. Danfeng eyes. A tall nose with thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? What kind of heart is his heart, Han Moyu looked at Han Changyu, and the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that were overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips.

Is this person in front of him really the purple-clothed man who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire? What kind of heart is his heart, looking at Han Changyu in a cold ink language, the envy, jealousy, and sorrow in his heart converged into a vast ocean, breaking the embankment, and a wave of brains that was overwhelming the sky was rushing towards him, firmly surrounding her, and drowning deeply...... She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, and a crystal tear flowed down her gloomy face.

Han Moyu got out of bed, approached the low couch, and carefully looked at Han Changyu. The man was asleep at this time. Dai eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips. Is this person in front of him really the man in purple who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire and died? What is his heart?

Is this person in front of him really the man in purple who is so vicious and cunning? Is it really the person who stabbed himself and deceived himself into setting himself on fire and died? What is his heart like (to be continued......

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