The Young Master Goes up the Mountain and Falls in Love with the Rough Guy Gong

At this point this handsome guy did a great job of getting my attention. He leaned close to my red cheek and whispered to me: "Hey, wipe your saliva. Do you drool when you see a man?" Oh, God, what's wrong with the corners of my mouth? Why do they turn up on their own? [Try writing this article in a translation style! (If you like it, just collect it, my dear friend~) Oh, I mean, I swear, this post is not bad and will be as sweet as the apple pie at Aunt Julie's house next door. Purpose: Strive to be a good socialist young man