"Does Miss Shen want to take my life, or is she here to steal candy?"
"Miss Shen, does she know what it feels like to have the red crown of a crane enter your throat?" He suddenly leaned closer, his black hair brushing the back of her hand, "It's not a waste of natural resources to stare at the drug tester like this."
The rice paper soaked in medicinal juice showed a cinnabar mark when heated. Yunxiang looked at the black bird totem that was gradually taking shape. Yuan Ce whispered in her ears: "The King of Beijing conspired with the three princes of Nanliang to assassinate the prince during the autumn hunting."
The bamboo shadows outside the window rustled, and Yun Xiang took half a step back, only to be trapped between the bookcase and his arms. Yuan Ce's jade belt hook made her waist hurt, but he stuffed a piece of Poria cake covered in sugar into her palm.
Concept: Little sweet article