Cats have nine lives.
"You, please get up quickly, don't sleep on me."
He Miao moved closer: "No? When I was your cat, didn't I always sleep like this?"
As we all know, Yin She is a sanctimonious charlatan who looks eighteen but is actually sixty-four.
Why? He's good-looking and can be flirty! He is such a playboy!
Yin She narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked at Lin Xichen, and said in a long voice: "Oh - I understand, do you have such a hobby?" He brought his face so close that Lin Xichen could even feel his breath: "Is it possible that you are attracted by my beauty and your body?"
Lin Xichen's Adam's apple clucked, as if he wanted to say something.
Yin She felt that Lin Xichen was shy, so she didn't give him a chance to speak, and picked his chin even more: "When we were locked up together, I didn't even notice that you are a beauty. Since you took advantage of me and your whole body was exposed, what should I do?"
In Tianjin at the beginning of the 20th century, Lin Xichen was accidentally lost as a child. He lived on the street for seven years and spent eight years in prison. When he finally returned to No. 83, His father and brother passed away mysteriously one after another. The strange soul summoning talisman, the blood feud behind his father. The black cat covered in blood opened its green eyes.
Intention: Just write something random and use the bricks and flowers as you like.