Being scum, I was sent to heaven by big brothers

In one shade, she became his happy bride. He would have died with his life, but he didn't want to possess it from this golden finger. She became his savior. He made her a man and a god. From then on, Ben epiphyte was her man, and death was her ghost. She met slag and he helped her abuse slag. She provoked peach blossoms and pinched peach blossoms. One day, she can endure it. Little ink, you are too much. Little ink lights at hand, wife, trying to give birth to babies.