"Ancient style is beautiful"
He, Meng Qin, the second young master of the Meng family, is a handsome man no matter how you look at it... How come he went to Lingqi Mountain and became a master, and also contracted the habit of cutting sleeves?
"Meng Qin, do you know where you went wrong?" There was a man in green sitting on the high seat, looking at him with beautiful dark green eyes, with a hint of reproach in his tone.
"Disciple, I don't know." Meng Qin raised his head and looked at the man who was slowly walking towards him with an innocent face.
The man wrapped his arms around his waist and said with a smile, "The mistake is... I love you but don't say anything."
Meng Qin really wanted to roar to the sky, where has the serious master gone?
Intention: Stick to your original intention, there will always be someone behind you