Zhao Liluo's shoes picked up a swordsman named Tang Mu on his bed. Although he was cold and serious, he frequently fell below the limit in the face of modern technology that was completely different from ancient times. So Zhao Liluo's shoes took on the arduous task of "training" Tang Mu. Why is it so difficult, you ask? Zhao Liluo said that every time he had to face paying for the things he destroyed with his sword, enduring other people's stupid looks, and most importantly, Tang Mu, do you dare to take the sword off his neck? She promised not to dislike him. Well, she admitted that this swordsman was quite obedient and fun most of the time. Besides, when she thought he could only play swordsmanship, she found out... He knew superb medical skills, ingenious craftsmanship, and he was also arrogant and cold, and he would show you every minute.
"Li Luo..." Calling affectionately, "Every time I see your white and rosy cheeks, it reminds me of sweet peaches; when I see your clear eyes, it reminds me of pure Nongfu Spring; when I see your petal lips, it reminds me of exquisite rose cake..."
"It's dirty, just tell me what you want to eat..." Resigned to his fate and took out his wallet
"No, I just want to eat you."
May I ask: What is it like to raise a Tang Mu?
Zhao Liluo: ... Haha.