"Fu Er, eight years ago, we had a meeting, you must have forgotten."

Mu Ning Fu is stiff all over, biting her lower lip and trying to calm herself. With a heart, King Lintian can feel the ups and downs of her heart.

The man pretended not to see and said to himself about her last life.

"Tripoli, Libya, is the third largest base camp of the international peacekeeping force. I was the commander of the advance force at that time. When you, as a goodwill envoy of the United Nations, sympathized with the refugee camp, I was by your side as your international military protector."

A cavity of grief and anger, in the girl's throat, biting death sob.

She is no longer the woman who nearly won the Nobel Peace Prize. She is the daughter of nukang and the daughter of a drug dealer.

"I said, you recognize the wrong person..." Mu Ning Fu argued, interrupted by Jun Lin Tian.

"The first night, I had no sleep, because I could see you. When I wanted to give up again and again, I always thought of you, which inspired me to become a man who could match you."

"No more! ——”Mu Ning Fu covered her ears in pain and tried to shake her head, trying to get rid of king Lin Tian's beloved saying, "I'm not her, I'm really not her! I said you got the wrong person

"Lingfu! ——”The man was excited, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, his eyes were flushed, and he could not help but press her to death in his arms.

In the narrow and dark carriage, the two people held tightly together, hopelessly, confused and pathetic.

The movie is still on. Gu Tianle, as her husband, forces her to continue taking drugs and injects it into Zhang Jingchu's artery. The woman distorts herself like a dead tree, reaching the end of her life and dying on the other side.

The feeling of being wrong makes the oppressor miserable, and hatred and compassion erupt at the highest point at the same time.

When the ecstasy of drugs disappears, you see hell.

What is hell like? In fact, hell is just a heaven torn apart.

Gu Tianle fled, and Wu Yanzu found Zhang Jingchu. It was a few days later. The body was covered with rats. Wu Yanzu held his head and roared.

Zhang Jingchu's five-year-old daughter, who had been watching for days, watched how the mouse ate her mother.

Mu Ningfu doesn't know whether Shangxiang will go to that step in the future.

In the carriage, Jun Lin Tian still hugs her tightly.

"No matter who you are, whether you are her or not, I love you one life, this life, next life."

Because, I am - Petunia, fu'er, I will tell you this whenever you admit your new life.

The men's shirt was severely wet by the girl's tears, and the crystal salt was unprecedented bitter.

The girl sobbed, whimpered and sobbed.

Lin Tian, what do you want me to do? You tell me how to break this dilemma? I have the blood of your hated enemies.

In the last life, I'm high, but in this life, I'm totally humble. I don't deserve you. You're the Phoenix in people.

"Phoebe..." the man kisses her on the forehead.

The woman in the arms, the ups and downs of the back.

Suppress all the sadness, in his arms, tears into a shower, a thousand red mourning Wanyan sad.

But it can't be extinguished. He loves her deeply and ardently.

"I'll give you time."

King Lin day tightly hugged her, "I will not give up you, no matter how long you want to avoid me, I will wait for you."

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