I heard that the son is not close to women
An oil-paper umbrella stretched out in front of him and slid overhead, covering the raindrops that had just fallen.
Under the umbrella, the man is black-haired and white-dressed, and his eyebrows are picturesque.
"Would you like to come with me?" He was noble and elegant, handsome and unparalleled.
"Yes!" She was dressed in men's clothes, and there were a few sticks of grass hanging from her unkempt hair. ...... br/> do you believe it? Some people only need one glance to feel compassion for a lifetime.
"Childe, why did you save me?"
He didn't answer, just leaned down and gently helped her put on her shoes and socks.
She thought he was like the moon in the sky, cold and alienated, but ......
"Childe, the little one has no money!"
"If you don't have money, you can pay people."
The pale thin lips curve a perfect arc, like a blooming tumi.
In the previous life, her head rolled at his feet, and the bright red blood stained him.
In this life, he held her with the hand that had played with the world, and warmed her with the tenderness of two lifetimes.
You say, the fireworks that bloom in the sky are comparable to a pear blossom at the end of her hair?
You say, the blood-stained painting is a little cinnabar in his heart?
"It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, just like it. Right or wrong, it's up to her. [Expand] [Collapse]
