Su Huan was very proud: "How is it? My nephew has never seen such a scene, has he?"
Yun Jin'er's face was full of joy: "Yes. The women in Master's erotic pictures are not as good-looking as her!"
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Yun Jin'er looked up to the sky and laughed: "You have been poisoned by my inability to ascend to heaven... Ouch... You... What did you do to me?"
"It's nothing, it's just a golden silkworm Gu." Chu Qianye snorted coldly.
Before the flowers and under the moon, his clothes were fluttering, he was independent from the world, he laughed and had fun with her, but he could not resist the shackles of fate;
In the peach blossom forest, he pretended to be an immortal, holding a flute, and played a song to the Immortals. He was covered in darkness, but his mind was burned by the sunlight.
There are many curtains, with a beginning and an end. Looking back in a hurry, whose ambition has been achieved along the way, and who can have both love and loyalty?
When the prosperity is over, who will be with her in the end, watching the moonlight and the breeze, watching the lingering flowers and their shadows?
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Happy New Year, madam, may all your wishes come true[??]
Happy New Year, madam, may all your wishes come true[??]