1987, My Era Is Full of Demons

At first, I just thought she was sick. She has a powdered face and lipstick. Although she doesn't like to talk, it is obviously due to yin deficiency and hot flashes. She is really a beautiful girl. Later, I thought she might have something on her mind. Her eyes were as deep as a pool and her expression was forlorn. Although her whole body was bone-chillingly cold, she was still a good girl after being cured of her internal injuries and external emotions. And later... I suddenly felt like something was wrong with this. Just treat the disease. Why did she suddenly stick out her tongue at me? Three feet of scarlet and sticky stuff wrapped around my neck in an instant! Also, when did her long nails dig into my waist? Like a dagger! Damn, this girl doesn't seem to be human! Fortunately, I am not a serious doctor. Wang Yu'an inserted a needle into her ghost palace, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and grinned.