Master Wu Chang, who was fearless and fearless, probably never imagined that in just seven hundred years, his soul would be crushed to pieces by a little prince in the human world and found again piece by piece.
He once asked the young prince very sincerely and seriously the reason for doing this.
The young prince leaned on the edge of the pond, bent down and played with some lotus leaves, "It's fun."
Master Wu Chang was angry and kicked the young prince down.
The young prince was lying on the railing with a smile, his long eyelashes still hung with water drops, he was wet all over, and the lotus flowers in the pond actually looked inferior in front of him.
"Because I love you."
So at night, the young prince looked at Master Wu Chang and pondered.
"Did I spell some parts wrong?"
Master Wu Chang was naturally disdainful, and kissed her deeply.
The night of ups and downs was truly comparable to the hard work that the young prince went through to search for her with a bit of soullessness.
Intention: Wait
