Kunlun Daojun has a good appearance. Feng Qing had a crooked idea and used all kinds of tricks to tease him, hoping to see him fall off the altar and fall into the quagmire. However, after flirting with her, Feng Qing felt sincere and couldn't let go.
One day later, when he borrowed Daojun's study, he found a portrait in a hidden compartment. The person in the painting has a smile on his face, and his charm is like his own, like a twig or an orchid.
"Xu Xiangnian, is this your sweetheart?"
Daojun frowned and remained silent.
Is it because of him that you tolerate me and pay attention to me?
Feng Qing went crazy.
At the banquet, there is a song of gold thread and a song of Kunlun beauties.
There is snow on the capped mountains, and I am a guest in my dream.
Tips
＊Double c when attacking and receiving
*The author is very lazy and is used to cuckooing
Intention: I hope that every year, people will travel as usual.