The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side. There is a man in the Book of Songs who falls in love with a woman. I miss her day and night, but don't dare to look for her. It can be seen that this person is also a timid person. Hearing such gritted comments, Chen Minjia looked up in surprise at the beauty who was lazily reclining on the couch across from her. He saw the smiling beauty holding a few cherries tightly in her hands. The red juice seeped out through her fingers and dripped onto the round fan, covering the white camellias carefully embroidered on the fan.