"Master Dongda Mountain, you are mine now."
+++++ In the fairyland of Dongshan, Li Jiuxiao stood face to face with Jiang Jingmo with a smile on his face. His dark hair was blown by the wind, and the sun shone through the new leaves in the forest, casting a mottled shadow on his body. After hearing this, Jiang Jingmo lowered his eyes and looked at the object on his wrist made of dogtail grass that looked like a bracelet, and answered.
"It seems that I must be greedy for your beauty."
Li Jiuxiao took the folding fan from his hand and touched his chin with the fan bone. He behaved like a disciple and said in a frivolous tone: "Little beauty, after you take a bath and change your clothes tonight, come to my room. I will take good care of you."
"I don't know who should hurt whom."
Intention: Long live forever, it would be great if you were here. If you are not here, I wish you the best.