Everyone says that Bieyu is a witch of a generation. All the women in the country were envious of the beauty of the enchantress, whose red dress burned like fire. Jealous of her, jealous of her, hate her, scold her.
Little do they know, "When we meet, we fall in love. When we see you again, you are in front of us. We are not married because of your friendship. Your life is not yet complete. Ten miles of red makeup on the road, tears shed in front of the Qingyuan."
Buddhism update, temporarily save the manuscript, stand still
Intention: sadomasochism
