In the days of Qixia Town, under the cornices and brackets of Tongfu Inn, there was still a lot of noise and excitement. Tong Xiangyu's abacus pearls were plucking, Bai Zhantang's rag was still as fast as lightning, Guo Furong's "Mountains and Oceans" occasionally failed, Lu Xiucai's "Confucius said" still no one listened, Li Dazui's spatula waved a new "dark cuisine", Mo Xiaobei... Well, he still likes to eat candied haws. . . . . . Hey brother, we haven't seen you for a long time. Where are you? Hey friend, if it's really you, please say hello. . . . . .
So super pretty
It's pretty good, come on