Luo Loulan

When they first met, he took half a step back. She said: "Master, are you afraid of me?" He replied: "Girl, respect yourself." Later, he grabbed her waist and pushed her against the wall. His breathing was hot, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "Jialuo, when you provoke me, why don't you say you respect yourself?" She raised her head, smiled and traced his Adam's apple with her fingertips: "Mr. Shen, you walked in on your own. The sand in Loulan won't spit out bones when it swallows people." ——But he jumped into it even though he knew it was an abyss. You can dance to the point of joy, and you can dance to the point of despair. At the end of the dance, even she couldn't tell whether the tears falling on the drum were calculated tears or true blood. —————————————————————————————————————— My follow-up article "Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself" Introduction: Fu Sheng needs a face that looks exactly like her fiancé, and Shen Yu happens to be the one. She took every step to keep his body, information, and marriage in her pocket. When the truth was revealed, she said "You are just a substitute" and left. Later, the arrogant prince Shen Yu chased after her, drove away all the men around her, blocked the door and asked her, "Does the substitute still have a chance to become a regular person?" Intention: Love is knowing that it will be broken, but still being willing to fall.