Converged for you, obsessed with you.
Not afraid of burning, willing to be possessed.
A story about a man who beats his wife for a while and chases her to the crematorium.
Deng'er fell in love with a man who looked like a fairy.
In order to win his heart, she treated him considerately and obeyed him in everything, and she was about to succeed before her eyes.
But she didn't expect that the tenderness she threw turned into a cold blade, cutting her all over.
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The night is floating in the corner of the city, with jade wrists supporting Lang's shoulders.
The woman walked through the heavy curtain, lowered her eyes and raised her eyelashes, capturing the young man's heart.
Those slender hands lifted the chin of the gentle young man, caressed the back of the black-clad sword master, pulled out the hem of the skirt that was grabbed by the dandy young master, and scratched the palm of the handsome city lord.
Finally, she stepped on the back of Buddha's hand with her white lotus feet.
The candlelight is scorching and the flames are rising suddenly, capturing the soul while talking and laughing.
I just hope that beautiful brother will not cry and beg for her mercy when the time comes.
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Everyone in the world has heard that the Demon King of the Demon Realm is a man who burns, kills, and loots, commits all kinds of evil, is ruthless and romantic, and is a great scourge to the world. Everyone wants to kill him.
But little did they know that the Demon Emperor was as beautiful as a jade, with black hair and snowy skin. Especially when he knelt at her feet and begged her for some mercy, he was in pain and tenderness.
"Dregs are always dregs. Fortunately, they just burn under the flames and sadly rub against the remaining warmth above."
Intention: love