The young master is sixteen years old this year and has a handsome appearance. There are many girls within a hundred miles, but unfortunately they only like me. The young master has spent too much time and money, but he only loves the yellow chicken drumsticks. After gnawing on chicken legs and eating duck legs, I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. Others call me a monster, but I think others are crazy. One day, I suddenly met a beautiful man, and from then on I was inexplicably on the road of life and death.
Intention: None