When Song Ziqian first saw Lin Zheng, the man was leaning on the tree and looking over here with a smile.
Clothes are flying, ponytails are fluttering, folding fans are swaying gently
The peach blossom petals floating all over the sky seemed to be revolving around her.
In the mottled light and shadow, he heard her lazily speaking:
"Hey, let me tell you, a dozen of you guys bullying two delicate young men, isn't it too much?"
Concept: freedom and love, morality and bottom line