"In this season of spring's revival," Zhao Zhongxiang's sonorous and robust voice-over began, "from elephants and bears to mosquitoes and flies, they all embark upon their newest journey."
"They do so with excitement, akin to humans, as they too feel passion... and this passion means mating. Some belong to families, others are solitary, yet regardless, they all strive to reproduce and contribute to the continuation of life..."
At this moment, on the television, a vast grassland was displayed, filled with a variety of animals. After all the fighting and killing, watching this was somewhat interesting.
Just then, the bedroom door suddenly burst open.
Fang Yi looked over.
Qin Xin stood in the doorway.
She wore twin ponytails behind her head, her innocent, pretty face slightly contorted with a bashful twist, biting her lip, exuding the tender allure of a fruit almost but not quite ripe, inciting the desire to taste.
