“Pei Mu miss him.” Shen Ziwei opened his mouth, but he stopped talking.
Ava remembered that when he was on the mountain, Mason took off all his clothes to help her keep warm. Even if she forced him to put on a coat and blanket behind him, he could not get up at that temperature. How much does it work.
Mason, shouldn’t it?
The black pupils suddenly contracted, Ava unconsciously shook her head, grasped the hand of Shen Ziwei’s clothes, and squeezed tightly. The frostbitten hand was so painful because of the strength of her grip, but she didn’t seem to feel the same, just dead. Staring at Shen Ziwei, “Brother Ziwei, Niannian is fine, right, right?”
She told Mason that if he dies, she will die too. Mason loves her so much, she must be reluctant to leave her alone, he will definitely be fine!
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