Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

What, now that I think about it, maybe it's just a cup of turbid wine, a cup of warm tea, accompanied by a loved one, and a peace. "

Xiao Beicheng clamped Junziyou's waist between his legs, making him curl up in his arms, and combed an ebony comb from head to tail, seeing that there was no broken hair mixed between the teeth of the comb, his heart that had been hanging for many years was completely lost. ground.

The spring is long and the night is long, and the drums are tighter.Just relying on each other and waiting for a dawn is not a shame.

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