When a person performs a mission, all he knows is breath and sweat, coldness and blood. Since Zhe Xiaonan became her partner, she gradually discovered that cigarettes were not just the smell of tar, but the sweet fragrance overflowing from Xiaonan's lips and teeth; the camera was not only used to take pictures of the target after the assassination was successful, but also to record the quiet time between herself and Xiaonan...
"She is the 21 grams of my lost soul, which makes my name no longer the code name of a machine, and also makes my heart find its true Hertz."
Miao Lun and Zhe Xiaonan were like wives, one killed people and the other set fire for her.
"Hundreds of years ago, I worked for the old devil Wu Mi." Mou Lun said helplessly.
"Hundreds of years later, her life was sold to me~" Zhe Xiaonan winked at Miao Lun, who gave him a dead eye in return.
Cold on the outside (facial paralysis? Dull) Cute and cute on the inside (sultry and easy to get hairy) Human body flower arranger VS gentle (black-bellied) calm and unrestrained (childish gangster) Fire-controlling devil
Intention: In all aspects of the century, you and I are together.