"Zheng Junli, I don't just love your skin. You are upright and polite, you are at home for your country, and you never bow your head to the corrupt people who are in high power. I just don't understand, there are so many roads in the world, why not have one more future for you? ”

At this time, Jiang was standing in the snow at night, and the fine white grains fell on her eyelashes, sinking...

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