Because of a plate of chopped lamb leg, Li Zhi was like a ghost crawling ashore from the depths of the river, wrapping around Zhou You in the wet.
In fact, it is not accurate to attribute all this to the plate of lamb legs. Whether it is love at first sight or lust, the moment Li Zhi opened the heavy curtain and walked into the yurt, only the wandering figures were left in Li Zhi's field of vision.
Tall, strong, with a beautiful yet heroic face, he exudes a carefree and unrestrained manner from head to toe, but when he smiles, his eyebrows are curved, like the elusive and unreachable moon.
Li Zhi felt that Zhou You was born to be his man, the mountains and rivers that he wanted to conquer, the source of heat that he wanted to take possession of even if he climbed out of the gutter, and the liquor that made him drunken to death at the slightest smell of its fragrance.
Intention: Justice will never be absent.