classification:Science fiction |
author:A Drunken Beauty of |
state:in the series |
update:(2024-09-19 08:42:21) |
Then the hand, so delicate and beautiful, suddenly clamped down on his neck.,Thinking about it, she used a hairpin to cut her wrist and placed her bleeding wrist beside the man.,Between breaths, I could still sense the lingering scent of that person. And the taste of the little pork trotters, so delicately icy, like a handful of snow.。