When I met the person I was passionate about back then, I touched the earrings, eyebrows, lips and clavicle nails that had been drilled for him. There were now dozens of holes there.
Do you still want to be a little licking dog like before?
No, after being dumped for so many years, the champagne roses have withered.
When the male god let go, the ambitious young man grabbed him and smiled evilly:
"Hey, bao+yang me."
It's true to take the initiative
Demining: first-person dog-blood writing, no food and no writing skills
Intention: love