Summer Rain Morning is sitting on the chair on the balcony leisurely, holding a cup of fragrant coffee in his hand, with distant and indifferent eyes. In fact, he likes such a quiet morning, blowing the fresh morning breeze, looking at the sky clouds and clouds, fading the clothes of hippy smiling faces, and he is not only a lonely man.

The sun is soft and the breeze is light, but it still penetrates the gauze-like curtain, touches the beautiful beauty of the bed with gentle eyelashes. The Sleeping Princess has her first action in the morning. She slowly opens her amber-like eyes. First, she puts her eyes into the...