From the first moment I saw Jiang Qi, I knew he hated me.
To be precise, the word "hate" is not appropriate. I think "hate" is more appropriate.
But so what, this does not prevent him from entering my tent every night and calling me master in a low voice.
I just didn't expect that he would be so sad the day I died.
That was the first time I saw him so panicked.
I was a little relieved and wanted to laugh, but all I left was big tears.
(It will be a little rough in the middle! But it must be done! Eat with confidence)
Intention: Goodwill never fades away