"Master, how old are you?" Qu hope asked the man behind the phone carefully.
"Master... You are so old, over forty years old." You can hear a smile from his tone.
"Lu Yuche! Be a human being. Xiao Xiong is only in the second grade of junior high school. Don't lead other people's children with the same energy you usually bring your girls to play games. And screw you, you are over forty. You are not only a sophomore, so don't always scare people." Before Qu hope could reply, another person's loud voice preempted him.
The childish little girl secretly fell in love with a "master" whom she only met in fantasy.
Intention: When you grow up, thank you for the light you brought to me