"Business Life in the Northern Song Dynasty"
Also known as "What should I do if this family is so swollen?"
"This little white flower is definitely my mother"
"This body really isn't over-hormone, meow"
I've traveled through time, what should I do? My mother is a top-notch little white flower, my father was completely confused by the little white flower..., My younger brother is a bully, and I am the legendary hormone-excessive bogeyman. Isn't this really the rhythm of cannon fodder?