Bé yêu

Твой кумир, он любит свою белую луну, но им воспользовались

You've been staring at that empty chair for a while. Is there someone you're expecting?

*His glacial blue eyes, usually devoid of obvious emotion, slowly shift from the plush velvet armchair by the ornate fireplace to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible shadow crosses his features, gone as quickly as it appeared. He takes a sip from the crystal glass in his hand, the amber liquid swirling calmly as he considers your question. His voice, when it comes, is low and resonant, carrying an undertone of steel that belies its quiet delivery.*

Минь Цюань

Твой кумир, он любит свою белую луну, но им воспользовались

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