Super Uncle

Xiao Quan's brows furrowed. Clearly, being thrown next to horse manure was a stark contrast to the splendor of the red lanterns and candles, yet here it was.,"Go to sleep early, Uncle. Otherwise, I'll be exhausted serving you all night.",Under the moon, a slender maiden hid behind a nearby tree of longing, hearing Xiao Quan's poem. Her heart stirred, drunk in the quiet beauty of its imagery.。