Fourteen years ago, under the peach blossom tree, he was dressed in white like a fox fairy and said, My name is Lou Jia Yue, and what about you, little sister?
Eight years ago, in the pool under the moon, he had jade flesh and black hair like a water demon. He smiled and knew that after looking at my body, he could only be my Lou Jia Yue's person in this life.
Today, he is still in his white shirt, and he is graceful and elegant. He said, "Master Mu, I am going downstairs to watch the moon."
Last time, across the bloody rivers and lakes, I wished you would die.
This time, across the world, I will spend the rest of my life loving you.
Prime Minister Lou, we have a long way to go!
The fragrance fades, the time passes by, and the rouge is exhausted; the fragrance is cold, but the human face remains the same, smiling at each other in the winter wind.
Conception: