A Story of Picking Flowers and Being Picked Flowers

Used a plot from a micro-novel Original text: I am the stupidest criminal in the world. I followed a young woman to the park last night, holding a handkerchief sprinkled with stun medicine in my hand. I suddenly wanted to sneeze, so I covered my mouth. When I woke up the next day, I was stripped naked, including my buttocks. . . It hurts. (How stupid is this?) Copywriting: As the second son of the Shen family, a famous thief family in the world, Shen Baimeng has determined to become a suave flower picker since he was a child. The Shen family has rules. Before reaching adulthood, one must leave home alone to complete a "job" to prove that one can become a teacher. The time limit is one year. The confident Second Young Master Shen left home just like this in the eyes of his family who were worried. I thought that picking flowers would be a very simple task for me, who has first-rate looks and first-rate dexterity skills, but... Why does it fail every time? Well, it must be because this policeman comes to get in the way every time! Hum, I, Shen Baimeng, swear that I will commit a crime successfully under your nose! Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high. Second Young Master Shen sneaks into the Su family in Jiangnan with Mongolian sweat medicine in his arms... The evil god hunts and attacks x the cute flower-picking thieves