The trade winds bring the fragrance of osmanthus, and I play with jade plates under the osmanthus tree.
Logan Zhuang leisurely played with the Queen's hair, which was as silky as silk. He stroked it slowly, watching the Queen's bare hands running across the petals, crushing and rubbing them to make osmanthus tea.
"You really don't care about the government affairs they handle?"
Stirring the hair of his own Madeline Siqin, Logan Zhuang felt fond of the quiet and beautiful Madeline Siqin. It seemed that he was used to seeing her splitting her time into two parts. It was rare to see her making tea in such a leisurely way.
"Their abilities have matured. Can't you bear to see me sitting idle?" Madeline Siqin smiled faintly and glanced at Logan Zhuang with a reproachful look.
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