I'm an honest person
I am an honest person who loves... Bah, roasted kidneys
When I was seventeen years old, I jumped from an unknown disciple to the fourth direct disciple of Calabash Peak. Many people were envious of my great luck.
They don't understand, really, not at all.
They only know that the master is a white-haired beauty with extremely high martial arts, they know that the senior brother has devoted himself to practicing the sword for ten years, they know that the second senior brother is gentle and graceful, they know that the younger junior brother is innocent, lively and cute, and they know that the new junior sister who looks like me is delicate, weak and lovable...
Only I know that I will dedicate my precious waist to that lovely little junior sister on her eighteenth birthday...
So I ran away and met a good-looking monk in a ravine in a geomantic treasure land. When I was about to starve to death, I ate the most delicious kidneys in the world that he cooked for me with tears in my eyes. Well, I could actually use more pepper.
Until the lovely monk said, this is your waist.
Oh my god, if you take jujube pills in the world of immortality, you can't get through my waist, right? !
For the millionth time, I am determined to hold a big spatula in my hand and when someone asks, "Is this your kidney?", I will smile and say to him, "No, this is your kidney!"
Purpose: Protecting the waist is everyone's responsibility
