Bohu Throws the Fragrance of Autumn for Me

The rain beats the pear blossoms behind closed doors, forgetting youth, and missing youth. Who can discuss the pleasures? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon. The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and the sun is frowning, and there are thousands of cry marks, ten thousand cry marks. I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit. Why is Tang Bohu, a romantic and talented man from the south of the Yangtze River, trapped in love? Just waiting for love, Zhu Li traveled back five hundred years, how could he feel so embarrassed? Just because of love! A love that goes against the gears of fate, laborious, tiring, desperate, helpless... But the joy of darkness makes love even more dazzling. New articles and new pits, please support me! A very affectionate modern novel. Write a time-travel love story about a female killer traveling around the world. Bookmark this article Intention: