When the alcoholic Gu Wansheng met Mo Qingxin, he suddenly realized that this kind of drunkenness has entered my heart. Fragment 1: "My dear, I see you have a peach-shaped face, I'm afraid you are going to be lucky." Gu Wansheng said with a slight smile, "Then young master, do you want to know why the flowers are so red?" Mo Qingxin chuckled. Fragment 2: "Mo Qingxin, let's get married" "Okay" As long as it's you, it doesn't matter if we are the same gender, I only love you.