I heard that there is a beautiful woman in Nancheng. Every time she smiles, the spring breeze blows everywhere, and she is as beautiful as a flower. Everyone in the city knows that he likes to attract beauties and has a great record of success, but they don't know that he is only responsible for keeping his mouth shut and being afraid of his own family. Coming here because of her admiration, the woman crossed her legs and smiled, "Mr. Fu, I wonder what the purpose of coming here is?" The man stood up, and the gentleman kissed the back of her jade-white hand and said hoarsely, "I just paid a visit and picked flowers by the way. There is no real intention."
"Ha~ I'm afraid that the back garden is too big for Mr. Fu to see."
The next day, the woman woke up and saw the sleeping man next to her. She kicked him on the calf and said, "Mr. Fu, I asked you to pick the tweed in Nancheng."
The man's big hand stretched out and embraced her. "Be good, lie down for a while, and I'll show you the flowers later." The woman kicked her again, "I want to see it now." The man sighed softly, hugging the woman and lying on top of him, facing the bright mirror on the ceiling.
"No, she's in my arms."
"..."