"Put your lips close to mineAs long as they don't touchOut of focus, eye to eye'Til the gravity's too muchAnd I'll do anything you sayIf you say it with your handsAnd I'd be smart to walk awayBut you're quicksandJ'aime tout chez toi,Mon chéri."- nsfw- fluff and smut- age gap- pwp- b&d- short ficᯓ camtown…
Twenty years ago, a grave robber and his companion disappeared in search of a secret. Twenty years later, his descendants were forced to get involved in their father's old path, using thousands of corpses as a sacrifice and oil as their heart. Borrowing Zhuge Liang's star to continue his life can only die, difficult to live? Hundreds of yin soldiers escorted, thousands of gods chanted, but just made wedding dresses for others? The master of feng shui science fiddles with the movement of mountains and rivers. How many ambitions are hidden in the second pulse of Kunlun Taihang, and how do you know that before the fuxi gossip and Zhou Yi Scriptures, the ancient ancestors were tinkering with the stars? China 's five thousand years is the decline of another civilization, the rise of scientific and technological civilization, the two collided, strong and weak? The death-shattering situation that spans history looks at our sister-in-law, Zhao Sanliang, how to startle step by step and break the game again and again?…