A bolt of lightning in the rainy night struck Bai Yutang's bedroom. Zhan Zhao silently donated his wardrobe and allowed this little rat from the Qiao family to make a home in his place.
"I, Bai Yutang, will not eat this food even if I starve to death!"
"Yutang, sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
"Oh, oh, oh, it smells so good!" The cat purred so nicely!
Bai Yutang drank Zhan Zhao's tea, slept on Zhan Zhao's bed, and sat on the porch to watch Zhan Zhao dance with his sword~
Another dozen of these moist little days!
However...
Purpose: Sticking to each other's responsibilities is the best love