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Chapter 125: Looking for 7

I'm afraid that man is more than just a clivia.

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Chu Ziyun had to wipe away some unnecessary doubts and said with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, your surname? I can repay my sister-in-law's life-saving grace in the future!"

Purple clothes dance with the wind

When a beautiful man in white meets another beautiful man in purple, what sparks will collide?

Two pairs of cold, sharp and beautiful eyes

Matched each other!

Shan Xiaomo saw Hua Ruoyu staring at Chu Ziyun without saying a word, and was about to step on her stirrups and jump off.

But God often won't let her jump off smoothly, otherwise wouldn't she miss a movie about a hero saving a beauty?

How strange it is that there is only one beauty, but two heroes bloomed for no reason.

Damn, what kind of bullshit plot is this?

A bad director still tortures people like this?

There was a crash, and I heard my feet slip, and I was about to fall out of the stirrups.

But the bloody plot that followed was beyond her expectation.

They both grabbed her hand at the same time

Suddenly, two strong waves of enthusiasm forced Shan Xiaomo to stay in the air.

Wow!

What a garbage situation?

What do these two silent people really want?

Should I pull her up or pull her down?

But fortunately, they both seemed to feel something at the same time.

The cold expressions immediately disappeared from their faces without a trace.

Poor Shan Xiaomo has become a medium for the two of them to compete!

She is so innocent and doesn’t want to be an intermediary at all!

The strangest scene flashed through her head, which had been relatively rotten since she was a child: high in the sky, with clear clouds, and under the green mountains and green water, there were two handsome, elegant, graceful, beautiful trees facing the wind, young and rich, brave and mighty, invincible men.

Looking at each other, their eyes are watery and affectionate, as if they are parting from each other...

Suddenly a song composed by Aunt Qiongyao sounded: Oh, the love is deep and the rain is deep, the love is deep and the rain is...

Before she could fantasize a little bit, both hands left her body at the same time

The two waves of enthusiasm just now receded like clouds covering the sun.

It was as if a timely downpour had completely woken me up.

The body fell instantly

This time it’s really dead!

It's like the rocket is about to launch in 0.00001 seconds, and I'm about to fall to death.

These two men are either hot and fiery, or they are cold and crazy!


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