C62 deep into the woods

Being forced to retreat by the gradually approaching maids, Qu Zhantian took a step back. Step by step, until finally, his legs bent and he crashed into the chair.

"Plop!"

The soft feeling beneath his body, the fragrance of the grass around his nose, and the pleasant birdsong around his ears.

The sun was shining in front of his eyes as the birds were singing and dancing