The color of the lamps is so fond of you that you can't afford to be affectionate.

Works

The color of the lamps is so fond of you that you can't afford to be affectionate.

The color of the lamps is so fond of you that you can't afford to be affectionate.

Author: The green hills wait for the snow.

Categories: words and feelings

Statuses: Updating

In his previous life, but a ray of warmth, let her will be a true heart easily delivered, and ultimately lost a defeat. Perhaps the heavens have mercy, and gave her a chance to choose again. Once again stepped into the entertainment industry, she step by step for camp, the mechanism calculated, only to return to the peak, will be adulterous wife stepped on the foot. Who knows, she met him, the fate of reincarnation will again put her in the chess game on the side of a thousand calculations, but only can not count the chips he wants is her heart. Knowing that the depth of love is not life, but still deep in the mud. Only because this is a chess game specially set up for her, only waiting for someone to move first. "Qin Qian, as far as you are concerned, am I also a pawn in your hand?" Under the long corridor, the lights and shadows swayed, shattering the room's spring light and illuminating a piece of disheveledness on that person's face. "No, you are my entire world."

Main Body (of a Book)