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The countess's first fiancé, the Duke, was an ED. Although he was beautiful and delicious, he was of no use to him. He always liked to use strange methods to force the countess to treat him.
After eating for a while, the countess got tired of it and wanted to get rid of him, but he was in a high position. "You don't want to be a gunman, just sneak into the village", so the countess disguised herself as a man and secretly hooked up with a handsome banker. This banker was good-looking and useful, making the countess happy for a long time.
But here comes the problem. The countess's childhood sweetheart, who grew crookedly when she was a child, comes to visit. The little brother has grown up, and he is so cute and charming, Didi Jiao. His coquettish and flirtatious attitude makes people weak at the knees. Sweet and greasy, panic-stricken, and a poisonous beauty, the countess had no choice but to run away overnight.
He fled all the way to the Bishop's Palace. The handsome bishop was like the archangel Gabriel in ancient Greek oil paintings, illuminating her dark and dirty heart. She was pure and tender, and her look back and smile were all charming, which made the countess' lips curl up, and she was so seduced. □□, The fire of desire. The cleaner you are, the more you want to defile.
Serious copywriting:
A fictional account of the French Revolution, from Louis XVI to the storming of the Bastille.
The prototypes of the banker and the bishop were respectively borrowed from the two finance ministers during the period of Louis XVI.
[Elegant dom-type troubadour-banker Necker]:
In the beginning, I only think of you when I see you. I remember your smile and those childish words you said.
Then, I will think of you when I hear you, think of the streets we walked together, and think of us saying good night to each other before going to bed.
Then, you are no longer you, you are abstracted, you are transformed into music and poetry, you are beauty, art, and life. I miss you all the time.
In the end, I no longer dare to think of you. You are sour and painful. You are like death, integrated into my blood.
My heart withered and my fingers twitched like an old man.
[Pride, Arrogance and Bloody Rose-Duke Theodore]:
During the days I am with you, there is a cold sun hanging in the sky.
The huge sun ate half of the sky. When I look at you, my eyes are blinded by the cold.
I kept looking at that face, that face full of cum, your evil lips were red, as if you had just eaten my heart.
The sun, my sun. Before you appeared, he had never been so ruthless, and after you left, he had never been so piercing.
[Holy Ascetic Archangel-Bishop Briena]:
Many years later, facing the ruins of the bell tower, the aging Bishop Brienne will recall that distant afternoon when Adeline accidentally grabbed the hem of his clothes while blindfolded.
[Spicy and glamorous vixen-Wangdi Cadillac]:
I slept with 622 women, but I kept my virginity for you.
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