In fact, it is a joint article.
The flower language of white baby's breath: I love you more than I love love, and even more than I love myself.
The first time she saw that man was in the hot July, when she was trying hard to open the triangular bracts so that the white petals could be embedded in the sunlight.
It was obviously midsummer when the light was strong, but the shadow the man cast on the ground was inexplicably cold.
From a fragile flower to a flower demon with special abilities, Lucille has paid a lot of price. She is cautious, smart, and capable of protecting herself. She bears the curse of love.
What about you?
The guilty man in the dark whirlpool——
Will you be willing to bear this curse with me?
The world government wants money but is willing to sacrifice life. The true noble cold-blooded Shichibukai
The heroine is afraid of death! Super afraid of death!
Intention: Relaxing and happy self-pleasure daily work