The snow of the king of the net is drifting

On the white arm, there is an inconspicuous but very enchanting Bana flower... On the white skin, the blood stings...

After recovering her memory, Bianhua began to follow her for three years... Xiaomu shook her head, showing a desolate smile, pulled up her long sleeves, and covered up the exclusive logo of Her Royal Highness the Princess of the World...

If possible, she would like to cover up for the rest of her life...

I heard that the group of boys is more attractive than before... I heard that Ryoma left Seigaku and went to the United States... I heard that Tezuka gave Kaidou a heavy responsibility... I heard that Atobe also gave Hikichiwaka a heavy responsibility... I heard that Kirihara led the Haida won the national championship... I heard that Kirihara no longer relies on the demon state...

Get as much as you give.

Xiao Mu took a sip of coffee.Most of it is heard, not really felt...

She looks into the distance.Sebastian, where are you?I miss you so much...Ye, thank you for your devotion, I can't repay you...

Suddenly a sound came from the garden, Mo Xue stood up, walked on the balcony, and looked down.

"Dodo, what's the matter?"

The young man below had a sad face, showing a cute bun face, and acted like a baby to Xiao Mu.

"Just now a cat slipped in and stepped on your favorite lavender..."

"Then are you okay? Did you get scratched?"

"Yes!" Irie frowned, like a little daughter-in-law.Stretched out a white hand, only two centimeters of scratches.

His eyes seemed to be dripping with water.Just like when I first met him...

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Atobe leaned on the seat, the plane started slowly, and the group of lively Ice Emperor boys were much calmer than before...

He rested his chin on his hand and looked at the blue sky outside.Exclamation: England's days are in line with my uncle's taste...

She should also like this sky very much...

Glass-like rolling in the eyes, the true feelings are almost overflowing.

The Eighth National Professional Tennis Tournament was held in England, a prosperous world...

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"Xiaomu, have you heard?"

Xiao Mu slightly nodded.

"Kazuya is coming too. I heard that Kazuya has been looking for you for a long time."

The indifferent young man opened his long-sealed heart for himself, but he left with a wave of his hand.

On the seaside illuminated by dusk, Irie knelt down, covered Xiao Mu's hand, and expressed his affection.

"I won't leave you, Dodo. I proposed to you."

"That's what I should do."

"Almost, Duoduo, you are pretty anyway..."