Veronica looked back at him, she didn’t know the flower language of sunflowers.
“The sunflower I gave you represents Xu Yimo’s love.” Xu Shaoye added.
Veronica couldn’t help but raised the corners of her lips, her eyes filled with unstoppable smiles and movements. She stepped forward, hugged him tightly, and put her forehead against his chest: “Thank you and thank you too. Love.”
He was talking about Xu Yimo’s love, not my love, do you think he has begun to no longer distinguish himself?
Obviously this was the result of her desire, but I don’t know why, but now I get it, but my heart is dull.
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