(Girls' Literature) Two years of exile, in fact, it has never been a real exile, in fact, this kind of life, Mei Feiran likes, free and unrestrained.

Thinking of Wu Xiaonuan, he suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, it turned out that he was really only an envy of mandarin ducks and not immortals, he looked enviously at Wu Xiaonuan and Mei Qingli after all the hardships and finally walked together, enviously watching others move towards happiness, he suddenly covered his heart, felt the slightest pain there, and felt the dungeon called the heart, which had not calmed down for a long time, he suddenly held his forehead and looked at the distant sky.

Where is your happiness?

You have obviously also gotten it, but if it weren't for your unbelief, your cowardice, and your viciousness, you always left her behind again and again, misunderstanding again and again, how could your happiness leave you?

Everyone has their own sunshine, and his sunshine once came, but he closed the window at that time. So, it's fleeting

She used to tolerate everything about him, tried her best to stay by his side, and even put down her princess figure, begged Xiao Nuan to let him go, and once sat beside her, smiling lightly at him, telling a better future, once drinking wine with him and looking into his eyes.

"Mei Feiran, isn't it, you've always been drinking alone?"

She seemed to see the loneliness in his world at a glance, and wanted to forcibly take him away from the cold, but he stubbornly refused to give her a chance.

I don't know why, the longer it goes, the more unbearable the past I have experienced, I will forget it, or I don't want to remember that he once beat her indiscriminately, and even trampled her dignity under his feet, and even in his heart, he has always been a vicious woman with a femme fatale.

It is precisely because of this that later, the girl who was innocent and nymphomaniac to him at the first time will become a cold-spoken woman who is more and more as he thinks.

Hide lightly ==

Why torture me so much.

He suddenly muttered the name, as if reading it like this, his heart could become more and more comfortable, Wu Xiaonuan's name had gradually left him, and the name of Zang Qing became clear day after day.

It's been four months now, and where are you?

He remembered clearly the smiling appearance, the little dimples playfully hooked on the cheeks, and the light in the eyes was very bright, she was like that when she first saw him, her pink little face was full of a smile that she had found a treasure, and she tugged at the corner of his clothes and smirked.

"This son, you're not from the Blue Wolf Clan, are you?"

Obviously naughty and grinning, but he was stunned to pretend to be everyone's ladies, and when he met the blood spider, he was wrapped around himself like a koalas, like a dog skin plaster, and looked at him with a face, so that she couldn't push it away.

At that time, he was thinking, how can there be such a shameless woman in this world.

It's just that now, he suddenly hooked his lips, and became more and more grateful for the shameless strength of hiding lightly, if it weren't for her cheekiness comparable to the city wall, at least now, he wouldn't have met her, and he wouldn't really understand what it was like to be loved.

He put down the pen in his hand, spread out the painting in his hand, and said to his subordinates on the side.

"Jiang Yun, do you see, does this king paint a portrait?"

Jiang Yun couldn't help touching the cold sweat on his head, the prince either painted the princess or gave a every day, and Xiao Yin has always taken a tune, since the princess couldn't find it, the prince has never been at ease.

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