Taking advantage of sorrow, sorrow and pain, Kong complained to Leng Yue.
When the ground is full of red, Liren still has no faith.
Half of my life is full of wind and rain, and I drink a cup of bitter wine alone.
The rivers and seas are hard to bear the sorrow of parting, and the mountains and rivers are planted everywhere. Don't hate. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com