A wild flower on the side of the road blooms beautifully, but the flowers at home begin to wither, man, self-respect!
The man walked and walked with joy at the roses blooming on the side of the road, and when he turned his head to think that the flowers in his house had begun to wither, the little joy had disappeared again.
"Handsome pot, come in and have a drink!"
A graceful, demonic woman stopped the man in the street, holding a charming portrait in her hand.
The man thought to himself, just in the season when the wild roses are in full bloom, why not drift with the wind?
"Hello, is this calling me?"
The woman walked over to the man and whispered, "Do you see who else is in this place besides me?" Am I talking to the dead? ”
"I'm not handsome, I don't have gold, let's see what this person wants to do, is it possible for us to kiss Fangze?" The man thought to himself.
"This reminds me that it is not safe for the two of us left on this street, do you want to go to my room to talk?" The man was thinking of putting the rose in the house, and also asked the flower in the house to take a good look, it was not something that no one looked at.
"This is not necessary, you go with me to my place, my place is very quiet and elegant, it is a good place to go!" The woman said quietly. oh
"Oh well..."
The man seemed to be dazed and began to move his body on his own, following the woman all the way to a small room in a block.
"Snap snap snap..."
The door was creaking, but the man ignored it, and only the woman in front of him was left in his eyes.
Suddenly a thunder sounded, and the man turned to look back, only to see a green female ghost appear in his eyes...
In distress, what is the end of the man? The answer is revealed in the comment area Oh, it is said that the men who pass by have been hooked!
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