Are you eighteen this year? I've raised you for so many years, it's time for you to make some money for me!
The madam shook her thick chin and her greedy eyes kept circling my body, as if she wanted to take something into my body that she had been waiting for eighteen years.
I like to lean on his back and rest my head on his shoulder. He always covers my eyes with a smile and leads me forward with a bump. I just follow him, no matter where I go, I know he will always be by my side.
In that moment of reflection, Qu Yuan only said one sentence. He said Miluo, I will eventually die in your arms. I laughed when I heard his angry voice, just as incompatible with me but pure and beautiful as it was then.
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