Who would be willing to go deep into hell to touch the coquettish and beautiful flower of desire.
The man walking slowly and with half-closed eyes sniffed the gorgeous petals and replied softly: "I do."
People of all kinds passed by her world, but she looked at them coldly.
Faced with the pursuit of her admirer, she sneered at him.
It's not that she has no heart, it's just that her heart is dedicated to righteousness, power, and the treachery of the dynasty.
"What I give you is the best. Isn't it enough to be a relative?"