"Fenghuang, I always have the feeling that we have known each other for a long time. I know you feel the same, right (~￣▽￣)~"
"Fenghuang, Fenghuang, look at what I'm wearing today, does it look particularly good? (￣￣)Does it match you well?" He was sent flying by pia
"Fenghuang, let me read you a poem. There is a beautiful woman here. I will never forget it when I see her. If I don't see her for a day, I will miss her like crazy.'"
"Cough... Feng Huang, I'm going to die, cough... What you hate the most... Cough, no one will insult you again in the future, cough..."
Yes, you are finally going to die. But... Fu Jian, you are really cruel. I have adapted to this kind of life. What should I do?
A road of love with no future in sight and full of thorns and mist. Two rivals who are equally in love and kill each other. How will it end?
Most of all, red beans grow in the south. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.