Last night, the hosta cut off my hand, and I walked through Dong'ao alone, looking to the end of the world... Once a female diaosi passed through the body and transformed into a fake daughter of the feudal society, where would she go if she got mixed up with a group of people whose power and power were a hundred times stronger than hers? The road home is long, and struggle is inevitable. The road is difficult, and the journey is difficult. Don't worry that there are no friends on the road ahead. The east wind is strong and hundreds of flowers bloom. When the wind and clouds rise, smile to the green mountains and the sky.
Purpose: Women's Alliance