You and the Sea Are Evergreen and Immortal

[The pirated article is incomplete, please respect the author's copyright and resist reading the pirated article] Su Yunxie is the youngest principal of the theater. He has a cold nature, but has a graceful figure, and is as soft and lingering as a snake. He unconsciously attracts men's imagination. It's a pity that the beauty is ruthless and only sees her dramatic art. Su Yunxie couldn't act naturally with the male actors, so the teacher suggested that if she could have a little romance, she might become a better actress. She picked a very good looking man. He is easily provoked and then withdraws, but he does not know that the person he provokes is the real hunter. At the end of a perfect performance, the performance of Su Yunxie and the actor moved the audience, as if they were the most loving lovers in the world. However, no one knew that after the curtain call, Su Yunxie was trapped in a dark corner by a man, and they kissed her passionately until they were suffocated, leaving only traces of him inch by inch. Shang Ji covered her ears with hot breath: "What were you thinking about when you kissed him? Can you use the tricks I taught you on others?" Su Yunxie's lips were flushed, the black velvet curtain could not cover the exposed white skin, and the beads of sweat on his neck were shaking. She was thinking—— If it happened again, she would definitely not provoke Shang Ji. *A dramatist who is dedicated to his career x A navigator who strives for superiority —— Next book [Pearl Mist] "Sir——" Atzen read an article from the newspaper in his hand titled "A Love Letter to Sartre". "This century is crazy, inhumane, and corrupt." "But you have always been sober, gentle and spotless." Pei Zhenshan leaned on the Louis XIV-style armchair and rubbed her black hair. He chuckled: "You told me?" Acen pursed his lips and said nothing. The man's palm pressed her head, tender and caring, and soon left again. Pei Zhenshan lowered his eyes, took out the golden pocket watch from the pocket of his suit vest, and rubbed the blood on the dial with his fingertips. His voice was clear and low: "I'm not as gentle as you think." Azen stared at him. This Asian man was born among white people. His face was handsome and cold, as if he had an unbreakable pride and was calm and unhurried. Everyone is afraid of him and hates him. And she just wants to respect him. Until one violent night, Pei Zhenshan forced her to call his name over and over again. Their appearance was reflected in the gilt wall mirror. Their respect was gone, their respect was gone... *Innocent, wild and natural little maid x gentle and sinister manor owner *Nurture system *French background in the 1960s and 1970s Purpose: I wish the world will get better and better