If the narcissus doesn't bloom, is it possible that it thinks it is garlic?
This is a story about how a narcissus bloomed magnificently when it mistakenly thought it was garlic.
In one sentence, it is a story about a pregnant woman, her childhood sweetheart, and a boy from an art academy who rents her house.
I signed up for the Rainbow Cup, so I can guarantee that this article will definitely not be a scam. But because I have been working hard to fill in the new articles for Ma Jia recently, the progress of this article will be a little slower, haha...