In 1985, on the southwest border, in the humid rainforest, the cold-faced border guard captain Lu Jiuxiao, who was airborne from the capital, blocked the largest spice "female smuggler".
Miao Qingluan was wearing a red dress, her eyes were wandering, and her fingertips traced the man's straight chest ambiguously: "Captain Lu, you need evidence to arrest someone. I only steal hearts, not goods."
It was rumored that Lu Jiuxiao was abstinent and restrained, and was an unattainable flower of the mountains. But no one knew that he pressed the goblin against the wall in a damp dark alley and kissed her wildly. His voice was hoarse: "Miao Qingluan, four years ago you ran away after flirting with me. Do you think I'm dead?"
Later, the best relatives came to suck blood, and the gangsters on the border frequently made trouble. Miao Qingluan made a lot of money from border trade with his left hand, and he held a miniature version of "Lu Jiuxiao" in his right hand to kill everyone.
Lu Jiuxiao stared at the cute four-year-old baby and gritted his teeth: "Whose kid is this?"
Miao Qingluan's red lips curled up slightly: "It's not yours anyway, can you bear my Gu?"
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