Industry is also you. Moonlight hold back the tears, carefully put back things just added; Apollo also while explaining Finally, Lausanne finally know who he is, but do not know the Apollo. Finally, we finally understand that the Lausanne's wrong in where, regardless of how to explain, anyway, today Lausanne to forget a person, everyone to discuss, or Lausanne did not know Diana well.
Diana full of not satisfied, only to respect everyone's opinion, are not satisfied there is no way for Lausanne, these people no one more important than him.
Restore half the normal Lausanne,fake oakley sunglasses, lotus realm where all things are given to them, threw down a radiant golden bow, pull Zhao Ying gone.
Apollo and moonlight phase, as a wry smile, Lausanne today be regarded as falling wrong, and do not know the future will not be so smart? A silly Lausanne, what's the use?
London in front, now three o'clock more than half of London are plunged into darkness.
Line all the way, everywhere Flip FY raging traces the Prince Abdullah Villa sides of the road in front of the original neat street trees no shadow, street lamps uprooted.
Zhao Ying does not see this master assured, were afraid to ask.
Lausanne just force erase part of his memory, his reaction was not just installed. Know too much is a sin, Lausanne, if not the ability, and now he no longer existed. Now he only knew the rainbow is just that bit to the other are empty even though the moonlight all those appearances, the most important thing Lausanne really forget.
Into the villa, one of the prince, and Isabella Witch just come back,fake oakleys, villa full of lit candles, also unique ambience.
Originally the Prince and Lausanne appointment to go to a Xikaibulei Bishop Communion, and then go to the black swan dance but Lausanne missed the whole.
Till tomorrow, now, go to bed. I do not know, London is too big.
Really asleep, Lausanne, entered the room and fell asleep; Moonlight Bodhisattva again, she arranged under the enchantment is a light yellow color, how to look how noble and pure.
This evening moonlight had not gone on the sitting of the Lausanne side, staring at his slumber, a knock on the door until the door sounded, Moonlight Bodhisattva before leaving.
Morning together, Lausanne, in garden cut morning exercises Isabella Witch.
hands, only
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