On the day Su Jinbao was born, nectar fell, and there was a vague dragon's cry... Grandma doted on her, grandpa loved her, her father was a daughter slave, her beautiful mother's little Tiantian, her sister's little Fu Bao, and her seven sisters controlled her brothers... They all said that little Xingbao was a lucky baby, loved by everyone, blooming with flowers, and could easily become a little fairy.
Intention: Life is simple, take things as they come, and strive to be better.