
Singing and Singing on the Temples
by Fengxiao
About This Novel
Singing and singing, shadows on temples, troubled times. She was the courtesan of a brothel. She smiled when he was greeted, but her gentle words and soft words took root in his heart. He was hurt by love and went wild, wandering among flowers but carefully peeling off her disguise layer by layer. Fake love and true love, entangled body and mind. During the exchange of gunfire, he hugged her waist and said, "You are my woman." She smiled back at him, "Second Master, you are still a wolf even if you are not wearing a military uniform." The hidden arrow struck, and she stood in front of him. He held her in his arms and kissed her softly, "Little half, you look better when you show your teeth and claws." A line of northern geese is blowing in the autumn wind, and the small courtyard is half idle and the sky is vast.
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