Chapter 505

The last twelve models stood on the T stage one by one, arranging flowers one by one to show everyone the beauty of'their'. Mo models walked slowly, the lights followed, and the lyrical zither sounded. The male host began to read the narration in a very emotional and vigorous tone.

I still like you very much, just like the sound of a piano, spreading thousands of miles.

I still like you very much, like a mountain and flowing water, it is difficult to find a friend.

I still like you very much, just like the sound of a coke tail, incomparable momentum.

I still like you very much, just like chess pieces, fighting each other.

I still like you very much, it's like fighting on the battlefield, and the smoke is everywhere.

I still like you very much, like a patchwork of black and white, all deliberately.

I still like you very much, just like a charming book, keep it in my heart.

I still like you very much, like a book in the palm of my hand, ful