Liu Yan was a mean, ungrateful, arbitrary and cold-hearted person. One miscalculation and a glass of poisonous wine - but she did not die. Once she opened her eyes to look at the world, thousands of years had passed, with pink willows and green willows, and the colors of spring shining brightly. She had a younger body, but she was still romantic, enjoying the beauty and collecting gold and silver.
"What, you have a husband?"
"Is it bothering you?"
Liu Yan rolled her eyes, did she miss it very much? It was there when she wore it.
After seeing Yin Yan, Liu Yan raised her eyebrows. It turned out that her husband was pretty good-looking. She raised her chin and kissed the handsome guy. She touched the collar with her hands. Just as she was about to unbutton her clothes, the handsome guy stepped away, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his mouth. He said, "This is not part of our agreement."
"That's it..." Liu Yan didn't care. He smiled at the corner of Yin Yan's lips and said, "Beauty is like jade, but the white jade has slight flaws. I think you are enjoying it too." The words drifted away like flowers.
Yin Yan: "..."
[Gorgeous and refreshing article + "Japanese" long-term love + gangster girl + multi-person relationship + middle and late virtuous palace + refreshing article]
[The handsome guy who is upright and handsome × the romantic and unlucky beauty × Yingying Yanyan]
Intention: Good good.