As a gangster, Teresa really didn't expect that someone would be so confused that she would leave with him.
It turned out that a kid actually clung to him.
Theresa: This kid is out of his mind.
So he started his career as a nanny. If a child had a fever, he would give him medicine, and if a child took risks, he would give him medicine.
The child grew up and hugged his waist: I like you.
Theresa:?
The child wants to kiss him: sex makes him faint.
It wasn't until they embarked on a journey together that Theresa discovered that she was the long-dead archangel among the gods in the sky, the child's white moonlight.
Wait, how can this child be a space god?
And in the mouths of the angels... He died at the hands of this child.
Teresa didn't want to believe it, so she grabbed him by the collar and asked him, but the child didn't explain anything.
Just lower your head and kiss him
"I can't bear to let you go, so I'll drag you back into this chess game again.
I am not the chess player, and you are not the chess piece."
[Back to the beginning of the gods against the cold river, just to find that person]
The original title is "Backtracking the Cold River but the Snow Will Not Melt"
Dark-bellied pussy pretending to be cute little milk dog attack x mystery Duoduo gentle amnesia sufferer
The plot is towards the end of the year, HE, cultivation, double strength, western fantasy.
Thanks to @ls for the cover, and the name has been changed.
Intention: Hate and desire are too sharp, love is eternal
