"Facing the mountain flowers and windward exhibition, it is difficult to break the love of its own beauty. If you hear the wind like a fairy, you will be left in the world. A melancholy voice came from behind Zhong Ping, accompanied by a helpless sigh in front of her.

"Father, I'm ......" Zhong Ping wanted to speak and stopped, but she knew her current mood, and her father felt more deeply than her.

"Meng'er, the word love hurts people too much, why do you bother to cling to that, if you want to be wishy-washy, don't talk about the entire spiritual realm, even if you pass through the three thousand three hundred domains under the entire fairy world, your father will catch it for you." Dugu Xiong said domineeringly.

Zhong Ping sneered, a little ......

"Lightyear Love" ninety-three, no matter the difficulties and dangers, the dream of flowers will come is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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