C663 Bucket of rice and wine
"Today... I think it's the fourteenth of July? " As I was escorting Zhang Miao out of the city, I suddenly recalled this matter.
Zhang Miao was slightly startled: "Yes, does common cold still have anything else to take care of?" He seemed a little nervous, probably afraid of my tricks.
I smiled and shook my head.
Today... It's my birthday
