Snow Knife Order
One is far away from the rivers and lakes, carrying a sky-splitting knife all day long, hiding flying snow on his waist, abducting and deceiving, free and comfortable, except for no money to spend.
A temple is as high as a temple, holding a night charm flower all day long, peach blossoms in his eyes, a smile in the city, and a body of military exploits, except for women.
One day of thunder and lightning, the two met.
The moment the calcium carbide sparked, she cheated him out of his money, and he rubbed her oil.
Since then, the sky and the earth have been darkened, the universe has been turned upside down, and 300,000 horsemen have held high the banner for whom.
Red candle tents, everlasting lights, and blue yarn through the moon.
He leaned down and smiled with red lips: "It is said that this king is a wife, you are terrible?"
She smiled like a flower and held Feixue lightly: "The prince probably doesn't know, I'm also Kefu."
"Is that it?"
With a grin, he snatched the snow knife she had hidden and threw it out of the red tent, kissing her in surprise and kissing her ear, lingering all the way down.
- This red dust feast, did he respond to her calamity, or did she become the cinnabar in his heart?
I don't care about earthly things, laugh and close my eyes to wait for the covenant of life and death!