It's okay to travel to a wealthy family, we have this temperament
I traveled through time and became a man... It's okay, hold on.
But Young Master, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Why are you so close?
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The cold moon is in the head, and the cold wind is blowing in the willows.
Tantaiyan sighed and lowered his head in frustration.
"What's wrong?" The man leaned casually on the stone steps and stretched out his long legs. He glanced at her lightly, then tightened his cloak tightly.
"... It's okay." Tantaiyan's chest felt tight, and he raised his voice and turned his head, "I think Yue Lao probably used my red thread to knit long johns."