Imperial concubine: the first miss scrap material
The first chapter is about 1 of mainland China.
In twenty-first Century, virgin forest.
An angry figure passed quickly through the tall trees, and the black tights outlined a delicate figure, crisp and sharp.
The speed was so fast that the leaves were stretched and drawn on her delicate cheeks. One way, two, the blood was more wild.
The helicopter descended and the huge wings swept the plants.
"The first secret agent, locking the target."
The sound of machinery rings.
Damn, it's locked.
In twenty-first Century, virgin forest.
An angry figure passed quickly through the tall trees, and the black tights outlined a delicate figure, crisp and sharp.
The speed was so fast that the leaves were stretched and drawn on her delicate cheeks. One way, two, the blood was more wild.
The helicopter descended and the huge wings swept the plants.
"The first secret agent, locking the target."
The sound of machinery rings.
Damn, it's locked.
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