My mother said: If you come out to hang out, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. Okay, then I will live a kind life. If I am not favored as a concubine, I will just tolerate it. If my fiancé sleeps with my maid in front of me, then I will break off the engagement. If I am framed by a fellow sect and hunted, I will just run fast when I run for my life. But I am so protective of a person, and you still touch the people around me, it is your fault. After all, my mother also said: Don't be timid, just do it. Wait, General, why are you touching me? Are we familiar with each other? He seems to be quite familiar with me. No, you can't touch me either! Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? [Expressionless] Do it. I remembered that my mother also said that a scholar can be killed but not left in a daze. This article is a serious (?) Enjoyable (?) And girlish (?) Orthodox (?) Love story.