The general's cold hands picked up the warm porridge, and the prisoners' stubborn lips were stained with scarlet wounds.
"Anjie," she leaned forward, breathing like a poisonous snake wrapping around the ears of its prey,
Food is sugar-coated poison, and the cage is a hunting ground to conquer.
She pressed forward step by step, wanting to break Anjie's high wall and plunder her soul.
Anjie discovered in her humiliating gasps and tears:
Underneath the desire for destruction surging deep in his red eyes, there was actually a heart-stopping burning desire.
The marshal who once massacred the city has become a trapped beast with a turbulent mind;
The once-defeated prisoner of war holds the sharp blade that breaks through the heart's defenses.
When hatred is wrapped in inexplicable throbbing,
When the struggle collides with the suffocating warmth,
In this game with the hatred of country and family as the chessboard,
After all, it is the conqueror's chains that are stronger,
Or are rose thorns more deadly?
Food guide:
[Qiangqiang] [Love and kill each other] The ultimate pull!
Prisoner of War X General: [Taboo Tension] under [Extreme Identity Difference]!
[White hair, red eyes, cold-blooded attack] VS [Blonde hair, blue eyes, stubborn and stubborn]
World setting: [Pure female worldview]!
Ending: [HE]!
Intention: Where the red moon shines down, the sound of breaking glass startles the night