On a windy and snowy night near the cliff, Xie Lanxing, a cold and taciturn Taoist priest from Poguan, picked up a dirty fox cub that could only glare at people.
He thought it was troublesome, but he secretly stuffed the candy under her pillow; he had a straight face, but he would block the deadly poisonous arrow for her.
There is a fox at the beginning, and the wife has to pick it up.
Love is that even if I forget you, my heart still recognizes the direction you are coming from.
The cold Taoist priest × the crying fox demon
