The moon is in its last phase, at midnight, holding grape wine and drinking it towards the moon.
Lu Yadaojun, who was dressed in purple robe, smiled when he saw the visitor, and said: "Miss Qing'er, what a coincidence, you and I meet under the moon. We are so destined, why don't we spend the night together?"
The corners of Qing Ruxu's mouth twitched slightly, but all he could say on his face was: "What a coincidence, what a coincidence."
Turning his back, he thought to himself - What a coincidence, you are such a big-headed ghost!
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When Lu Ya said for the N+1 time: "My Qing'er is such a beauty!"
Qing Ruxu looked at her ugly face carefully in the mirror and said, "Please let me quietly be an ugly girl who can live for thousands of years!"
The ancestral god who loves teasing his wife VS the founding female devil who only shows off her ugly face
Intention: The word love can call people thousands of times