Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

Mu Xing gazed at the man whose expression was touched, and walked slowly to his face, "I didn't expect that my Mr. Fu would still be such an excellent designer.",On the chest, embroidered with a barely noticeable line of white thread: my heart will go on.,Fu Lingxiao took out the crown and inserted it into Mu Xingpan's raised hair, putting a veil over her head. He bent his arm slightly and said softly: "Let's go, my most beautiful bride."。