Cheng Juanxue never expected that Ruan Haofeng would regard him as a playboy in Fengyuechang.
Ruan Haofeng thought to himself, it's not my fault... It was Cheng Juanxue who said that he was the son of Jian Yue Pavilion. The name Jian Yue Pavilion didn't sound like a serious place... And Cheng Juanxue... Was so good at seducing people, ahem, so good-looking...
Cheng Juanxue: Is there something wrong with the name of my clothing store? Am I good-looking? Hmm... I admit that I'm good-looking, but I'm a snow fox fairy, so you don't have to worry too much about my looks. Tsk, tsk, superficial!
One day, Juan Xue was making new clothes for Hao Feng. She measured her waist with a soft ruler and wrapped it around her body. Juan Xue tilted her head and asked Hao Feng: "Is it tight?" Hao Feng's ears were red and he was angry, "You hook me again!"
That night, the wind blew through the remaining snow, the moon shadow swayed, and the magpies cried on the plum blossoms.
The next day, it snowed and I couldn't get out of bed.
Purpose: Unhappiness is immoral