Own Eyebrows

Fragment 1: Tang Qing's eyes were wandering as he looked at the clay sculpture on the table. The beautiful butterfly bones were exposed sideways, and they looked even more delicate against the burgundy dress. He stood up and leaned in front of the man, exhaling like a blue: "Brother Jiang, this gift... I am... Very dissatisfied." Xu Jiangbai didn't care, and asked after a while: "Then what do you want?" "Of course... You... I want you... To be my guest... Are you willing? Hmm?" In response was the man's figure running away in a hurry, accompanied by a silver bell-like laughter. This goblin! Fragment 2: Step by step, swaying and graceful, "This... Sister, you have occupied the magpie's nest for so long, it's time to call it a day. As long as I, Tang Qing, are here, it's not your turn to speak in Kyoto!" The people who were complimenting and pandering just now suddenly became as quiet as a chicken. No one dares to say a word, Kyoto belongs to the little princess of the Tang family. It was then and it is now. No matter how long she, Tang Qing, has been away, as long as she comes back, she will definitely be the queen.