I have eucalyptus with red thorns, red ginger flowers, old liver mother, and the child on the toilet. Let me say it again, I have nothing to do with women. The heroine novels I wrote before were all about sleeping on the firewood and tasting courage. The dragon is hiding in the abyss. Now three generations have stolen the sect, and the dragon king has returned. Bl novels are my heart and soul, and where my heart belongs.
