Licorice chants the Crystal Palace in the middle of the night, Lolita is soft, and the royal sister is rampant. The queen's whip is itchy, and the maiden's chrysanthemum is broken. Lace candy pleated skirt, a pillar of the sky is blood-stained. The lily in the courtyard is still good, lingering until dawn. ——— ———— This book is a harem text, don’t enter it if you don’t like it... ——————— Author’s private group: one, nine, eight, eight, seven, six, three, six, two (activists enter , although sand is not always online, o()o)