One night when the moon is shining brightly, Ruo Qingcheng saw Xu Tian and shouldered a heavy responsibility: "Don't worry, I will be responsible. I will definitely let you lie in my ancestral grave in the future."
She was only infatuated with him, and when he called her short, poor, black and ugly, she felt confused: "These are not the point! The point is that I have to work hard to let you sleep in my ancestral grave!"
For this great ideal, she worked hard from dawn to dusk and finally unified the brothels, and from then on she had all the mistresses in the world at her disposal. Xu Tian thought, it would not be bad to have a wife who is worshiped by the bustards in the world. The so-called brothel in the world is my home, and the gods will have to steal it when they come!
He waved his hand proudly: "Enter your ancestral grave? I'm sure!"