Demonic Chaos

That year, by the lotus pond, he was handsome and graceful, and she was graceful. He said that she was as beautiful as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. She smiled with crooked eyebrows and asked, when will he take her to see the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River that is as beautiful as her? He smiled softly and said, soon, soon. However, she did not wait for that day. Because, they can't escape four words. Shemales have different paths.