A hatred between humans and demons has entangled too many entanglements of love and hate. The souls of the dead cannot return to their homeland, resentment has caused disasters, families have been destroyed, and people have been displaced.
"What do you want?" Mo Yu met Bai You's eyes, and the spring light in his eyes dispersed and turned into a puddle of water, gentle yet fierce.
Bai You stared at Mo Yu's half-opened lips, tilted his head and leaned forward. His breath was intertwined and his lips and teeth were intertwined. Bai You gently pushed Mo Yu away and whispered, "I want someone to be with you."
Once one person enters the eye, from then on, the eyes cannot hold mountains and rivers, nor can they hold the fireworks of the world, but they can only hold this one person.
This copywriting is simply an explosion of inspiration
Purpose: Peace