C303 A Master a Master a Master

The year is uneventful, the water to short pavilion autumn, the old bright moon in Yangzhou.

Where was the melancholy in Jiang He? Lu Yang was thin and sad. So far, he had advocated the west side of the city.

Amy and Han Lu, the two great beauties.

I sat between them, a little uncomfortable.

There seems to be a natural hostility between beauties