Memories of the past swept in like a tide, pulling Miss Yung into the whirlpool of memories. The scenes, whether sweet or painful, swirled and rippled in my mind leisurely and silently, and finally froze into frames of silence and stillness, scattered and abrupt.

The woman raised her head and took a deep look at the beautiful moon hanging high in the dark night of lacquer and ink, the moonlight was like water, and the water was like the sky, there was no need for joy and no sense of sorrow. If you are born with a catastrophe, it is better to ......

The wooden bench was pushed back by the slender feet of the pair of delicately embroidered shoes, so that in the silent deep palace, there was an exceptionally crisp sound:

"Smack---......

"The Third Miss Who Digs the Pit, She's a Little Sassy" Chapter 105 The road is narrow and the enemy is hitting with her hand, please wait a while,

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