My favorite Givenchy, day and night side by side never leave.
Just because he had no intention of touching the throne, he jumped with hatred.
The soul of fragrance lingers around the beam for a long time, and the soul of the fragrance remains forever.
? Sighing helplessly and shaking his head frequently, the poems and essays of pity.
(It is said that thirteen is unlucky. I lost a glove when I went out today. I knew it was to show my hand. When I came back, I smashed the Givenchy goddess perfume. I made up a hexagram. Fortunately, the hexagram is: the formation must be opened) (Note Website website: www.hlnovel.com