then Li Sao

To press down.

Luo Ping took a sip of the tea, and the lotus fragrance permeated his heart and spleen.He walked to the gate of the hall, looked up at the sky, the sky light reflected his pupils into a vast gray.

Zhou Tang closed the idle book in his hand, came to him, and warmed his hands naturally: "Little master, do you think Mr. Xu's book is happy or sad?"

Luo Ping thought for a while and said, "There is no joy or sorrow, it's rare that he wrote a good book."

"What's the best way?"

"The last sentence is good." Luo Ping said softly, "Shuangtian Xiaoyue makes people grow old, and when the feast is over, they will always be annoyed."

Everyone wants a fulfilling life, but the feast is about to end, and there will always be some divorce.

After taking the cup of tea, Luo Ping poured it on the snow.

Zhou Tang asked: "Little master, what are you doing?"

There was a faint smile on Luo Ping's lips: "I'm offering sacrifices to the snow."

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The finale of the [-] chapters, Sajia has been straight in this life_(:з√∠*)_