"I You die, Tang Shi. You look like a plain man. No one wants to play with a woman even if you are a man like you. You are so ugly that you can't marry a wife in your whole life. You're sorry for your parents and your grandchildren. You're a dead man who can't cut off your grandchildren! " Cao Ying has been fighting with Tang poetry for several years, which is becoming more and more vicious!

"Oh, I'm willing to play just like you. I'm not rare!" Tang poetry is a foreign self satisfied.

"if you can't eat grapes, say sour grapes. You're hypocritical!" Cao Ying couldn't help...