C445 Gu Xiaoxiao

That night, Liu Fann tossed and turned, his dreams filled with consuming an endless array of tonics, leaving him feeling hot and restless. So when he sat down for breakfast, his hair a wild tangle as if he'd fought with a chicken coop, the sight took the women in the room by surprise.

"Son, have some more," his mother urged, having prepared a feast of chive pockets