Drinking tea under the moon, thinking about the end of the world.
The peach blossoms from ten miles away are blown by the breeze, and tea slowly returns with the moon in its arms.
"Chacha, don't you think you are like a cute little animal, pink and tender?" Chu Ruoqing looked cute. "???" Pei Jinxi knocked Chu Ruoqing's little head. "It seems that the sows are cuter than you." Three black lines slid down Chu Ruoqing's face. In the evening, Prince Pei knocked on the door outside the house, "Chacha, Chacha, I was wrong, please open the door. It's so cold outside~" There was a roar from inside the house, "Get out!!! Pei Jinxi, don't even think about entering my house for a month. If I find you crawling into bed in the middle of the night, you will have no children or grandchildren!!"
The next morning, "Chacha, are you cold?" Chu Ruoqing glanced at someone and raised her head arrogantly, "It's not cold." Someone blinked his big watery eyes, "But I am empty, lonely and cold, and I urgently need Chacha to warm my little bed."