Autumn is coming, east of the city.
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the forest is dyed red. A gust of wind blew by, the branches moved slightly, and the red leaves formed waves, burning like fire to the end of the field of vision. Against the distant blue sky, it was unbelievably beautiful.
There was a small thatched hut on the mountainside with a big red word "Happy" on it. Cheng Fei was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a patch of red in front of his eyes and a red brocade quilt with mandarin ducks playing in the water underneath him.
Purpose: Keep yourself