(1) Women are like water, women are like swords and flowers
She is young and has nothing to do with personnel, and she comes with a fragrant snow and cold flowers. The first time he saw her, it was as if the clear water of a clear stream had washed away his soul; he didn't know when to put her in his mind, and she followed her like a sword like a phantom. He looked at her shadow in the distance; she was his cousin with both surnames, but she was an indispensable flower of his soul in his blank space.
Although she is not a beautiful woman,
snow,
It's her destiny.
Dutch
is her name.
(2) She was melancholy and lost. She captured his heart but could not capture his love. He believed that she was an inseparable part of him, his conjoined sister, and he vowed to marry her to the most passionate and handsome man in the world, his good brother. But she didn't know that she had already fallen in love with her quietly... He seemed to be pregnant, and his martial arts skills were unparalleled in the world. He was her legendary god. She loved and hated her, and she put on a wedding dress and married the man he designated...