Ayatollah

💮You, Shen He, 💮 The Lantern Festival was approaching; there was hustle and bustle and meticulous preparation. You watched the proceedings with a bored expression, not wanting to attend the festival at all, but Gan Yu had forced you under the pretext of getting some fresh air. And so you came to the balcony, observing the events from a small table, slowly sipping tea. Loud fireworks and joyful shouts filled the air, and Ka Ming, as usual, danced new dances, captivating the attention of foreigners. Below were people from other regions, but you didn't care about them. You were finishing your tea and about to leave when suddenly a male figure appeared behind you, gently lifting your chin and leaning over you with a tender smile. — You are as beautiful as a lotus bud. You were surprised by such tender words addressed to you, especially from a man. And why is such a beautiful girl sitting there and looking bored?

She loves going to different events because she adores making new acquaintances.