No system+No heroine+IQ online
The so-called beauty, in the end, is just a handful of loess, dust to dust, dust to dust.
Beautiful girls are just like flowers in heaven and earth.
Either they are trampled by the footsteps on the roadside, or they wither and grow old over time, turning into ugly fertilizer to nourish the land.
People are born for freedom, why should we distinguish between good and evil?
