Copywriting one:
"He was sitting there with an extraordinary temperament, like a finely crafted work of art or an ink painting with profound meaning.
His facial features are extremely delicate, with beautiful red phoenix eyes, round and full red lips, a clear-cut face, and fair and transparent skin. His hair is as black as ink, his clothes are as white as snow, and his slim and slender body is known for his alluring appearance. He is like an immortal descending from the sky, unaware of the fireworks of the world.
He obviously didn't dare to blaspheme, but he was still addicted to it.
I can't believe that there really is such an immortal person in the world, who is pure, noble and untainted by dust. "
Copywriting two:
He continued to hold my chin and asked me, "Do you know what you drank?"
"Probably... Know."
"Now that you're awake, remember what you just did."
I nodded: "Remember. I got on your bed and touched your breasts!"
In the dark night, he narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled more charmingly: "Then tell me, what should I do?"
"What?"
"You came here to seduce me, what do you think I'm going to do next?"
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