Gold and tin ornaments shimmer against her forehead.
She smiles softly, draws the sheer veil around her, and delicately pinches the wick with fingertips red as drops of blood. Holding a white lantern in her right hand, she takes faint, graceful steps into the bewildering night...
I'm chasing you. Don't abandon the trap.
Piaopiao, this is very beautiful. But the name seems unpleasant.
When I first read the title of the article, the first thing that popped into my mind was "Love Kills Seventeen". . Hehe. Come on.
Big cheers. ^_^
Very nice article. I also look forward to seeing Brothel Nawen as soon as possible. ^_^