Begonias fluttered and fell on a woman wearing a blue witch costume, and her every move was elegant and dignified. The pair of kite blue eyes were slightly narrowed, and in his right hand he held a staff that was half a man tall, with Qingluan as its totem, and a little bit of starlight.
The slender white left hand held the blood-stained begonia petals, which gradually turned into a pink and lovely baby under the blue light.
"Since it is stained with my blood, it is considered my child." She gently spat out the words with a unique charm. She hugged the child, revealing the unique love of motherhood.
The woman raised her head and stared at the huge crabapple tree: "Yeyu Begonia, let's call it Yeyu. However, my lovely child still needs experience."
The Qingluan on the staff was like a living creature, spreading its wings in an elegant manner. The blue starlight overflowed, wrapped around the child, and gradually dissipated.
"My child, you will eventually find love for you
people..."
Ahem, the serious introduction is over, and now it's time for the author to make fun of you (don't make a fuss):
——The writing is poor, probably at the level of a primary school student. Serious OOC, containing a small amount of Mary Sue properties. There was a slight all-out rhythm among the members, but they stood firm and unwavering for three days.
——It's just a piece of imagination, and it was deeply influenced by a wife's Qi Nuan Swordsman, and I also borrowed her jokes. If you've read it, you probably know. I haven't seen Guiding Next Door's "Changing Aunts Every Day"
——In the late stage of hand cancer, welcome to catch insects.
——Because it is a high school dog, updates are uncertain.
It's okay for you to hit me, just don't send me the blade - v -
——If you want to urge updates or find colleagues, welcome to expand the list
This stupid goose: 1045368757