Three thousand beautiful family: the bounty hunter

"Well said...the happiness of mountains and rivers is not as good as the happiness of people...the happiness of the king is the happiness of the king..." the emperor said slowly

You enjoy yours, I enjoy mine, your happiness is not my happiness, you don’t understand my happiness, the red butterfly thought to herself

Then the emperor retreated, and only the two of them, Red Butterfly, came to the plum blossom forest...

How could Red Butterfly not recognize this place...

Back then, in the plum blossom forest, I almost bathed naked with him...

I almost had a passionate night with him... It should be said that I almost had sex with him out of anger...

Nowadays, the affection of that year is no longer there, and the passion of that year is no longer there...

The scenery is still the same, and the people are still the same two people, but the red butterfly still has a feeling that things are right and people are different...

The remaining wine cannot be consumed by the drunkenness, the west wind blows behind the curtain, who is thinner than the yellow flower...

Qian Jiangyue discovered that this plum blossom forest was actually different from before. At some point, a ten-meter-wide river had been opened not far away...

Rafting in the stream, the water is gurgling...

The plum blossoms of various colors falling on both sides fell into the stream... forming a beautiful scene of the flowers falling and the water flowing...

This plum forest is more beautiful than before... it's bigger... it can be seen that a lot of effort was spent on repairing it.

But the emperor brought himself to such a place of love and romance... What on earth was he thinking?

The red butterfly pretended to be here for the first time, but did not show any excitement.

She is no longer an ignorant thirteen-year-old girl, she is a mature woman who has experienced men, experienced love, experienced childbirth, and experienced many, many experiences...

Facing this beautiful scenery, I am naturally happy, but I am not jumping for joy...

Calm, composed, calm, open-minded, meticulous... this is the mentality that Qian Jiangyue only has after experiencing so much.

"The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a little lovesickness, a little sorrow..." The red butterfly faced the stream and was naturally infected by the scenery. It couldn't help blurting out...

What a beautiful poem, I’m afraid only a poet can imagine it...

The emperor looked at the red butterfly. Although he saw only a mask, in his heart, he had already imagined her appearance thousands of times...

This is the man------------------------------------------------

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