He has clear eyes and a handsome face with a touch of sadness. He always makes me feel inexplicably in the mist. Isn't he a bloodthirsty and cruel demon? Why is he so gentle? So distressing?
He, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, is noble and noble. After thousands of years of waiting and yearning, his low voice awakened my dusty memory...
He, perfect, held my cheek with his long fingers, 'Forget it! 'That is a spell full of temptation...
He, innocent and innocent, had a great time playing with the two little snakes around his fingers. "Tide, wait for me~~~"
When I show up again, I don't remember him, nor do I remember him...
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