The always leisurely and carefree Mr. He picked up a disciple one day. He originally thought he was a young bastard, but who would have thought that he turned out to be a wolf cub...
At first
Tang Zhi: I hate you
He Gui: Oh
later
Tang Zhi: I like you
He Gui: I must have made a mistake...
Intention: The flowers are blooming on the road, and you can slowly return home