One day three hundred years ago, Mo Changhe was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun. Mo Guyan brought a plate of cut fruits and didn't leave even after placing the fruits. She just stood there. Chu, who was squirming for a long time, held back a sentence: "Father, I... I will go to Sister Fox's tomorrow."
Mo Changhe casually took a piece of orange and stuffed it into his mouth: "Which fox?"
"Sister Li".
"Why are you going to her place?" With his eyes closed, the fan was fanning gently.
Mo Guyan gently grasped the corners of her clothes: "I... Make money... To support... My father." The young face was red, but the voice became smaller and smaller.
Mo Changhe chuckled and sat up with his body propped up. The cleaning fan hit him on the head neither lightly nor hard: "How big of a man are you?"
[Fake bones, Xianxia, late years, multiple pairs of deputy CPs]
The story of Yihua OC
It is not easy to be original, any similarity is purely coincidental.
Intention: I love you not as a promise, but as an action