There is no earth-shattering, no ups and downs of love.
Baiertang also has it, and so does Zhanerye.
It's a pity that it's not a royal cat, and it's a pity that it's not a golden-haired mouse.
A water-soaked lotus can turn over the table, and a shrewd girl will blush.
A few shots of sake, two plates of side dishes, the breeze blew, three thousand black hairs flying, and a clear smile.
What a happy day.
Just beware of the charming voice of the charming landlady, who pinches her throat.
"Xiaoyao~~~——I can't afford to pay this month's rent again~~~~~~"
He squeezed the wine glass with his slender fingers and sighed softly. This month has not been good again.