Why......

The girl's eyes were inexplicably sour, and she blinked, trying to hide her strangeness.

"Lu Zhijun, will you be sad?"

I want to hold your hand, but it's not purely voluntary, will you be sad when you see this?

"Will it be unstable?"

The relationship between the two is actually not stable, just like a snowman piled up in the ice and snow in winter, maybe it can exist for a long time, maybe it will melt as soon as the sun comes out

Chapter 131 of "When the Script Kills into the World of Conan" The trial is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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