I raised my eyes and glanced at him, and said in a soft voice: "As long as you are here, I have nothing to be afraid of."
His clear, watery eyes stared at me passionately, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised unconsciously. This was a man's confidence and pride.
Is this okay? I laughed twice and said seriously: "If I run out of money one day, a stunning beauty like you will be sold to a brothel and she will be an oiran!"
His smile suddenly froze, and his face like spring flowers and autumn moon suddenly turned pale.
This is a time-travel story that takes a lot of time, a tortuous story from human to immortal and then to human again...
This article is a bit heavy-handed, so please bravely jump into the trap, and I promise you will never be a trap!