"Cow chews Peony..." Luo Han looks at Lin Qing, who has a thick skin. He thinks that people outside have mistaken Lin Qing for a modest gentleman and a talented man. In fact, he has a thick skin. He doesn't know if he is a bad man in the long night.

Lin Qing takes a sip of tea and almost sprays it out. How can he be a cow? Besides him, who knows tea so well and Luohan's tea so well!

the servant girls in huarumo's yard only felt that the wind had blown. The room seemed to open for a while, but it didn't seem to open. A girl...