During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the old osmanthus tree bloomed with golden flowers.
Su Jue was still greedy for coolness, so he placed a small table under the osmanthus tree, along with a pot of cold wine and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
He was probably drunk and was sleeping soundly on the table.
Someone came from behind and stepped on the dense osmanthus flowers, gently putting a coat on him.
The movements were still a little heavier, Sujue's eyelashes trembled a few times, he half-opened his eyes, saw the man in front of him, and drunkenly called out in a low voice: "Uncle Master."
Then he grabbed his sleeve and pulled him in front of him.
The two were so close that Luo Hua could even see the fluff on his face.
There was a blush on Sujue's face, and it was hard to tell whether it was from drunkenness or love.
"Good uncle, teach me what love is."
The old gangster of the fishing type is attacked × the tsundere is occasionally irritable and suffers
Purpose: To see the truth, goodness and beauty in the world