Many years later, Zhang Qishan heard someone say, "Yueerhong finally looks like an actor."
Coquettish, confusing, despicable and obscene. He originally thought that he would be satisfied. After all, he was the one who broke the wings of the second master of the Nine Clan step by step and abused him until he fell.
But Zhang Qishan found that he couldn't be happy. "February Hong, you have the reputation of being rich and you love gorgeous red clothes, but you are still a man after all."
"So?" Yue Erhong seemed to have given up. She looked at him with misty eyes, but she was calm.
"So you know? I don't like men, I just like you, Hong Er. I will take you away and treat you well for the rest of my life. I will watch the spring breeze, summer rain, autumn frost, and winter snow with you, okay?"
The story of warlords and actors falling in love and killing each other in the troubled times of the Republic of China.
[Attention in the front row] There will be a little abuse in the early stage, so do not enter if you are afraid of abuse. There will be a lot of glass slag, and the ending will be HE.
Determination: Throw me a papaya and repay me with a jade tree
