Then, on the third day, another letter came, writing some daily routines, saying that it had rained at dusk, and then, there was still a poem attached to the end of the letter.

Walk between the pavilions in the remote night. At first glance, I felt sad early in the twilight. A few rains and winds stopped, and the hazy moon clouds came and went.

The peach and apricot are faintly fragrant. Who's on the swing, laughing and whispering. There are thousands of lovesickness, and there is no place in the world.

Then, at the end of the poem, the man seemed to be dissatisfied with her lack of response, and wrote two words very bluntly and domineeringly - reply!

Originally, I was still distracted by the "inch of lovesickness, there is no arrangement in the world", but the two words that were big and disturbing the scenery turned out......

Chapter 373 of "Jin Shi Hua Dress" Finally Fall is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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