I used to be a great beauty in the martial arts world.
Countless men have become my servants.
I'm willing to spend a lot of money in exchange for me pointing at them and saying, "Mom, I'm selling my fault."
Until I got acne.
Um.
There is no more.
PS:
Today I read an article about a reborn martial arts heartthrob.
Read the first three chapters and the comments.
Hahaha.
You can guess which one it is.
The points are quite high.
Conception: