I dug out my heart for you, but you think the shape of my digging is not good-looking? What kind of experience is this? Chu Lianyan slowly let go of her hand, and her body fell down little by little. Cheng Mo's chest was still as warm as before, but she really didn't dare to touch it. She would rather be half-kneeling on the ground, watching the blood drip like threads and drip into the dust. Stretching out her hand, Chu Lianyan grabbed the white porcelain urn that had rolled aside—three points of blood,...

"Plum Blossoms Falling, Talking with You" 007 His choice is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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