When they met for the first time, the delicate Crown Prince Cyril stood in the stands, watching the rugby match in full swing from a high position, frowning in disgust: "Barbaric, so dirty."
Leon, a top rugby player and captain worth billions, narrowed his green eyes and looked at the stands. When he heard these words, his sharp canine teeth touched his cheek.
When condolences to the players, His Royal Highness Cyril wore white silk gloves. It was a great honor for the players to gently grasp His Highness's fingertips. When they arrived in front of Lyon, the lion-like man's broad palm grasped the Prince's thin hand and wrapped it tightly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your favor."
Cyril secretly cursed: Barbaric mud-legged guy.
When they met for the second time, the crown prince who was framed and declared dead was living on the street. Leon passed by in a luxury car. He knew that the opportunity had come, the only chance to pull the noble and bright moon into his arms. The pale and fragile His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still had a vicious mouth: "A mad dog that bites people." Unfortunately, Leon just wanted to kiss those vicious and sweet lips: "His Royal Highness the drowned chicken prince and the mad dog are a good match, aren't they?"
Later, His Highness Cyril, who had regained his identity, stepped on the mad dog's shoulders, and the lower abdomen of his silk shirt bulged: "You bitch, what did you put in my stomach?"
Height difference, body shape difference, late childbirth, double cleanliness.
Intention: With love in your heart, you can reach the stars.