In her previous life, she was the spokesperson for sadness and misery, and throughout her life she had three words: miserable!
In this life, she just wants to be free and happy like a god, but she is chased to the end of the world: hug, hug!
Our ancestors taught us: If you come out to mess around, you will always have to pay back.
Once when they were in love and under the moonlight, he asked her: Do you regret marrying me?
She replied: If you treat me well, I will not regret it.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and she asked him: "Follow me, have you thought about it?"
He replied: If you love me well, I will let you go.
I am a lonely soul in the world. The wind blows my heart, but my heart does not move; the rain hits my body, but my body does not move. Clouds, mountains, seas and land, regardless of the date of return. At a glance, you are now eight feet deep, taking off your armor and clothes, and finally facing the world of mortals, you have paid your dues and retreated your troops.
*1V1, next year. This is a little warm story wrapped in the dark style of palace and house fighting, where a pair of people are entwined for the rest of their lives. Sour, spicy, sweet and sad, life is a huge torment!
Ps: We do not produce dog food, we are just porters of love. Refill!