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The statue of love

fantasy, Romance

TBZ_World1 · Fantasy
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92 Chs

the statue of love

9.

The court is dismissed. Princess Mah Jabeen was in a garden of rare flowers of every color, dressed in a white color and very precious dress. Ah yes, this new flower he has a whole. How beautiful it is to touch a half-blossomed flower with a fingertip. Then she bent over the pinal and spread her beautiful waist-length hair in both sides I am ... He drew in a long breath and his scent seemed to me to be the sweetest and most fragrant scent in the world. He was standing next to the sharp (which is more than his friend) and also less, so the signal to sniff him What did Also, Sheila bent over the flower and then straightened up. Yes, the fragrance is sweet, but your fragrance, which blooms with scents, is full of it is fascinating. And Uchhar and how do you know that I have solved your problems in the morning, who knows better than me, he shrugged both his shoulders.

10.

Now they were walking side by side in the garden. And how do I know that you are the real one? Jane had asked. And yes, it is hard to believe, but one day you will believe my truth when someone else will come to tell you. The player will come and play with them. The mood was high) I don't think anyone would be like that (Mah Jain expressed) Why? Why won't it happen? It will definitely happen. We accept it, but I do not accept anyone. Heard that there is no such person in the surrounding tribes. Zamah Jabeen insisted. How should it be like this flower? Sheila picked up the beautiful red rose on the entire pass. Hey Hey (Moh Jabeen hastily left where left left will be scattered. Sheila left immediately, she was aware of Mah Jabeen's love for flowers. Yes, no, the princess said thoughtfully, it should not be like flowers at all

11.

Flowers are very delicate. He will be a tall and tall young man. Well Rashila rolled her eyes) His broad shoulders will be strong and beautiful, he will be handsome

like the princes of the past. And will be brave. His thick black hair will be waved on his forehead while walking and will announce his rarity in the world. And his nose will rise up on his face to be proud of his deep black eyes, bravery, courage and the desire to conquer the world. . He will be a masterpiece of beauty and bravery and more and more. You had said the truth that such a masterpiece might not exist in this universe, but the old stone carver of our tribe might have such a masterpiece, because for such a masterpiece one would have to order, especially Sheila's eyes were clearly mischievous. Mah Jabeen stopped and looked at him and then the two of them screamed in the air. Yes indeed, I think the old sculptor will have to be contacted. Mah Jabeen had combed her beautiful hair.