The first time I met Bai Fengjiu, the queen of Qingqiu, was when I was waiting for the time to come and left Qingqiu. I was bored and sat by the small wooden bridge with a piece of dogtail grass in my mouth.
The whole image of a carefree and bohemian boy.
"Are you Jun Wu?"
When I looked back and saw the scorching red clothes, I knew that I was in trouble.
It's a big deal.