"There seem to be so many women in Licheng. They all seem to be beautiful women." Changyuxi used to browse the shops on the street, but later it gradually moved to the women who came and went. A pair of green pupils stared at each other, and gossip about others, sharing her aesthetic experience with donglingluo. Donglingluo is not sure about the so-called beauty in her mouth. After seeing a few of them, she neglects to follow her eyes. She has seen the rest of her eyes. Later, when I saw her, I was still in high spirits and couldn't help but ask nervously, "little thorn ball, do you only...