The Consort of the R

As the sun sets in the west, the evening glow paints the sky with a myriad of crimson hues.,The calming tea worked well. Just a whiff of it and my mind felt at ease. I propped up my head with one hand and lazily held a teapot, pouring myself some tea, all in a languid manner.,There's a saying in Beijing to describe Xiao Jun's character: his intellect is like a demon's, his appearance surpasses brocade, his bearing is noble, his movements are like clouds, his heart is like iron, and he is hard to find. If you glance back at him, all the heroes of the world would fade away.。