Dressed as a vicious female supporting character in a fairy novel, I woke up lying on top of the cold master. In the original work, the original work ran away after being drugged, was picked up by the heroine, and eventually died tragically. I stayed decisively and confessed my love in tears. I thought I would be able to sit back and relax after taking down the master, but who would have thought... The innocent junior brother came to the door in shame and anger; the old-fashioned senior brother was self-defeating; and the gentle junior uncle was willing to be small.
