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Telling Lies, loving you novel Chapter 84

As far as Scott was concerned, Wyn was a scholar in ancient times, who didn't know anything about kungfu.

In other words, cowards.

If he could be more powerful, Michelle would not get what she was today. However, because of his impatience and escaping, Michelle was pushed to the bottom and it was difficult for her to get out.

He was the only person who had seen Michelle fall into the valley, so he was the only one who could save her.

She had always fought for her love on her own.

He stood there helplessly and watched the car pulled away. Yes, he was a coward, but he just didn't know how to face it.

Sometimes, escaping was also a method.

The night in summer was peaceful. Grass yawned and fell asleep. The flowers closed the petals and went into sweet dreams. The osmanthus tree fell asleep silently. Birds were not singing; birds were not singing; birds were not singing. The night was quiet. There was no sound, but the wind was still playful.

Lying on the bed, Michelle stared at the ceiling above her head. She still remembered what happened today. At this moment, she really hoped that everything was just a dream.

On the balcony, the dress she wore from the banquet floated with the wind, like a dance lonely in the dark night.

Sitting on the sofa alone, Zoy could see clearly the moon outside the window. The clock ticked a little forward.

It was already twelve o'clock but he hadn't come back.

"Wyn, why do you come back so late? Hey, why did you drink so much wine? "

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