Masked Princess: The stunning school grass is very black
Chapter 360 [Unfortunately Not You: Powerless Barbie] 3 more
Chapter 360 [Unfortunately Not You: Powerless Barbie] 3 more
"Whether the horse is alive or dead."
"Alive!"
"Whether the castle is static or moving..."
"It's still!"
"Then... just don't do it."
"...How can it be calculated like this, that one is clearly carved according to the painting! That one is different."
"..."
"Hey—Tong Yaze, why don't you talk anymore, you know what you said is wrong!"
Nuan Nuan moved a bit, but Tong Yaze still didn't speak.
"Hey—Tong Yaze, what's wrong with you—talk! Now is not the time to play tricks! Scared me!"
"..."
But what answered her was still the silent air, her heart was suddenly filled with anxiety, and there was no thought in her mind, she struggled hard, but the scarf was so long that it stretched them from the elbow Part of it was tied, and it was extremely tight. No matter how much she struggled, the scarf still didn't budge.
She smiled wryly, and suddenly felt that she was in a cocoon. After working so hard to weave such a long scarf, it turned out to be a prop to bind them.
"Tong Yaze—"
Nuan Nuan shouted without giving up, she knew that Tong Yaze had exhausted all her strength in the fierce fight with those people before, but she wouldn't just fall down like this!He was still so active in bickering with her before.
Such suddenness really terrified her!
so cold!
Although Tong Yaze was always behind her, she couldn't feel him now, and an inexplicable panic swept over her.
The breath she exhaled was like a puff of smoke. She was dazed, and her milk-like skin became even whiter. It seemed that she had integrated into the entire world of ice sculptures, and her whole body was translucent and transparent.
The brown hair was messy and scattered over the shoulders, and the whole person was like a soft Barbie, a powerless doll.
"Tong Yaze—"
The tone like pink cotton candy has gradually become hoarse, but she still does not give up and yells one after another. In the end, she seems to have forgotten that she is calling for Tong Yaze, or for Tong Yaze. For her own hearing.
Her entire soul seemed to have been frozen, and her eyes were dull looking at the ice white in front of her.
"Wow--la-la-"
There was a knock on the door, followed by a rush of footsteps.
(End of this chapter)
"Whether the horse is alive or dead."
"Alive!"
"Whether the castle is static or moving..."
"It's still!"
"Then... just don't do it."
"...How can it be calculated like this, that one is clearly carved according to the painting! That one is different."
"..."
"Hey—Tong Yaze, why don't you talk anymore, you know what you said is wrong!"
Nuan Nuan moved a bit, but Tong Yaze still didn't speak.
"Hey—Tong Yaze, what's wrong with you—talk! Now is not the time to play tricks! Scared me!"
"..."
But what answered her was still the silent air, her heart was suddenly filled with anxiety, and there was no thought in her mind, she struggled hard, but the scarf was so long that it stretched them from the elbow Part of it was tied, and it was extremely tight. No matter how much she struggled, the scarf still didn't budge.
She smiled wryly, and suddenly felt that she was in a cocoon. After working so hard to weave such a long scarf, it turned out to be a prop to bind them.
"Tong Yaze—"
Nuan Nuan shouted without giving up, she knew that Tong Yaze had exhausted all her strength in the fierce fight with those people before, but she wouldn't just fall down like this!He was still so active in bickering with her before.
Such suddenness really terrified her!
so cold!
Although Tong Yaze was always behind her, she couldn't feel him now, and an inexplicable panic swept over her.
The breath she exhaled was like a puff of smoke. She was dazed, and her milk-like skin became even whiter. It seemed that she had integrated into the entire world of ice sculptures, and her whole body was translucent and transparent.
The brown hair was messy and scattered over the shoulders, and the whole person was like a soft Barbie, a powerless doll.
"Tong Yaze—"
The tone like pink cotton candy has gradually become hoarse, but she still does not give up and yells one after another. In the end, she seems to have forgotten that she is calling for Tong Yaze, or for Tong Yaze. For her own hearing.
Her entire soul seemed to have been frozen, and her eyes were dull looking at the ice white in front of her.
"Wow--la-la-"
There was a knock on the door, followed by a rush of footsteps.
(End of this chapter)
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