Su Zizheng was leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette. Thinking of her red eyes that day, his heart ached. He had never done this for anyone in his life. He was worried all day long about how his girl was eating and whether she would be happy during the day. He is unruly but wants to open up a territory for the girl named Cheng Xing and only be a subject of her kingdom.
In his dream, he dreamed that the woman was charming, sometimes cold, sometimes soft. As a young man, he was deeply attracted to her.
"Well, no, I'm so tired." Her voice was soft and weak, with a sense of charm, her lips were red, and her black hair was scattered on her side, she raised her head slightly and prayed.
He groaned, feeling like he was going crazy, so he directly held her lips steady and pressed her to death.
Intention: I don't know the origin of love, but I am deeply in love with you.