Xia Qixi has been unlucky for eight lifetimes——
Early in the morning, a man and a woman alone, with only a bed in the background:
"Hey, what did you call me?"
"Lady——"
"What...?"
Who can tell her who is this evildoer with dyed silver hair, charming eyes like silk, breath like orchid, and a woman's scream that is more exciting than the wonderful crisp horn?
Great God Qingqiu! Why did you travel to my house when you were struck by lightning? I'm still a high school student and I have to hand in my homework, okay?
Are you daydreaming?
No matter! So what if you are the God of Qingqiu? Dye my hair back! Take the kitchen knife and chop the green onions!
What? Does silver look good?
Very good. Peel that pot of potatoes too. Don't act like a spoiled brat to me. I won't do that!
When the majestic fox fairy appears in your (bed) home, he calls you - [Mother~]
Enough~! !
"Baidu! Where's the sauerkraut?!"
"Hey~~~ Just come!"