"Tong Qiushui, you are heartless." Li Luoyun gritted his teeth when he said this.
Tong Qiushui curled her lips, looking very disapproving.
She often said that she was an old person, but no one believed her.
It's not anyone else's fault, it's her fault.
She has a face that has been blooming for more than ten years, but she still had to have a straight haircut. She is not pretending to be young, it is clearly pink and tender.
But she felt aggrieved. She had gone from the young mistress of the Liu family to Mrs. Li, and had been married more than a dozen times. If she hadn't met Li Luoyun, she estimated that as time went by, she would have married into hundreds of families.
But Li Luoyun was the big change. When she thought life was just a series of casual marriages, the words "Eternal Life" were deeply imprinted in her heart.
People often say: "Beauties have been like famous generals since ancient times. They are not allowed to see white hair in the world. The moon is not round, but people have longevity."
Beauties are most afraid of old age, and heroes are most afraid of old age.
But what Tong Qiushui fears the most is that she will never grow old.