Before he was seven years old, he was a young prince in the palace who had no worries about food and clothing.
After the age of thirteen, he was a little slave in the hands of the enemy's general.
At the age of sixteen, he managed to escape but was reduced to a young boy who had sex with him.
When I returned to my hometown at the age of nineteen, I thought I would finally meet the man of my dreams.
At the age of twenty, when he was in his prime, he passed away sadly.
Love, hate, love and hatred, search and find.
Countless disasters have led to countless lives of entanglement.
The red thread of fate is wrapped around someone's little finger.
If this is correct, it should be Xiao Meng - -.
The feeling of a male pig is like this (it's the temperament...)