Qiya was a king.
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The king is beautiful.
The king is like a flower.
The king is ruthless.
The king was proud and extravagant.
The king calmed the turmoil of his predecessors.
But he fell into trouble again.
The king jumped down from the city wall.
The king is reborn.
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The palace maids found it strange that the king seemed to have frequent frights and headaches recently, his preferences had changed, and he even had to tidy up his flower garden.
The king said:
"I don't like roses anymore."
"Why?" Asked the courtier holding the rose and the earl whom the king once liked.
"With thorns." The king replied, resting his head on the knight's abdominal muscles behind him, and traced it nonchalantly:
"Gavin, plant some other flowers for me."
"What kind of flowers does the king like?" The knight commander smoothed his long hair without any objection.
"Lucifer, plant Lucifer for me."
Ps.
①Double life
②Self-cut leg meat, the shelf is empty, and he writes randomly
③The cruel and powerful king was attacked by the loyal dog knight without any bottom line
④I make you the eldest brother, don't scold me (give Huazi to the eldest brother. Jpg.)
(Establishment copy date: 2023.1.22)
Intention: To touch the knight's abdominal muscles in the chaos
