Spring is just right, the sun is shining, and the fence of a private household in Kyoto is full of flowers and the fragrance is overflowing. The people who passed by here couldn’t help but take a look and exclaimed, wondering what kind of girl is living in it to have such a pair of skillful hands, whether they can marry home and be a wife. Look at these flowers, they look so good, which is really enviable.
But the one who kicked in and the catchers under him might not be able to appreciate it. The catchers’ eyes were sharp like knives, slashing through this small, warm and quiet courtyard. They were all wearing dark blue robes, tall and mighty, with knives on their waists. The leader was eight feet long, stepped on Xiangyun soap boots, and when he stepped up, he smashed the seemingly solid wooden door. The sawdust burst all around, startled the chickens and ducks in the yard, and suddenly chirps and squawks.
No one thought that there was a girl holding a little milk baby in her arms while feeding. She was holding a very delicate small porcelain bowl with fresh milk custard in her hand, and she was feeding it to the small-looking little milk baby at the moment. The little milk baby was frightened by the group of fierce men who rushed in. She swallowed the custard in her mouth and burst into tears. While crying, she arched into the girl’s arms, and finally exposed her little B*tt. Let the hunters see, it was quite a creature called an ostrich that was sent to Western countries before, and when it was frightened, it hid its head in the sand.
On the day that the ostrich was sent as a tribute, they were guarded along the way as escorts, which was really impressive.
A group of big masters, murderous, who is not afraid?
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