As a little peach blossom, Tao Yaoyao expressed that she just wanted to sleep silently by the Yao Pond, and admire the heroic postures of the gods at the once-in-a-hundred-year Peach Blossom Fair (′∵｀). But, eh, eh, eh, what are you doing next to the little bastard? I don't need to water this girl. Don't pour water on me. My petals are going to fall, fall, fall...