When the peach blossoms were burning, Li Zhan saw Mo Ji for the first time. At that time, he embraced the beauty and thought casually: Tsk, tsk, this is a beauty, with red lips and white teeth, skin like gelatin, and a pair of peach blossoms that seem to suck people into her eyes. It's a pity, it's a pity, but she is a man.
In the majestic palace, Li Zhan saw Moji for the second time. At that time, he was wearing an official robe and thought to himself rebelliously: This beauty is not only beautiful, she can also play the piano, and she is very versatile. Hey, why did I give myself such a big and thick child?