The moon-like woman lowered her beautiful face, and raised her flawless eyes. The snow lotus, which did not eat fireworks, folded her ten fingers, and her long hair was flying in the wind, showing the tenderness of that night.
That was a man like an eagle, revered as a saint, a symbol of the supreme. On that day, at that glance, the scriptures were turned over, and it was easy to be tempted but hard to be moved.
He is the Sixth Living Buddha, and she is an elf-like woman from the 21st century. Two people who have nothing in common come together...
***Um, okay, okay, I admit, I don't even know this is a copywriting from the century BC, so everyone can just make do with it. OH~ I smashed the tomatoes and eggs on the table, even though I was very porridge with tomato scrambled eggs.
O(∩_∩)o... In a word - a metaphor from heaven, the emperor's edict said: The cheating god returns to his throne, I, Hu Hansan, am back!
A certain Su swears by PR: I will uphold the consistent excellence and survival of the fittest in digging holes (although my RP has never been good), you will be happy to see it, and I can dig hard! I wish you all a happy squatting. The pit*god* returns* to his place