Ninety-eight
He was the one who said he liked her, and he was the one who said she was learning to love, and now he ...... Everything disappeared, An Qiyu's whole person was numb, like the three souls of the walking corpse went to the seven spirits, she really forgot her identity, just a maid, she was so delusional, her identity was a puppet.
Love......
It's a ridiculous joke!
She just went out like this, her legs were as heavy as lead, why didn't she know that she should have left a long time ago, and she was so shameless and arrogant.
Lin Dingkuo suddenly grabbed An Qiyu's arm, and his fingers were clenched fiercely......
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