"Does it hurt?"

"Bai Xi, is that you?"

"Hmm"

"I don't hurt" Actually, I hurt a lot, but I know that he is an outsider, and I am not qualified to be spoiled by him

"Oh" in a faint tone, still cherishing the words like gold, I just remembered to look at the surrounding environment, it seems to be different here, everywhere is red, bright red and bright red, the same color as my petals.

This is not a war garden.

"My Mr. Zhuge " This is not a war garden is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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