Give Me Sweet Dreams

At the age of ten—— It's her birthday, and Mo Xici ranked first in her grade again. When she got home, she had to be recited by Tang Monk and given a meal of pork stewed with rattan, this annoying child of someone else's family. Fourteen o'clock—— The long-opened Mo Xici seems a bit handsome? A little excited. At the age of eighteen—— "Mo Xici, I like you." "..." At the age of twenty-three—— Ling Wansheng smiled charmingly and opened her palms to the groom and groomsmen, "If the red envelope is not enough, I won't be able to pick up the bride~" …… In the years since she was young, Ling Wansheng had loved, cried, complained, and hated. But when she saw him covered in blood, even if her mind went blank, her body had already rushed to save him. ​Do you like him? (Like it.) ​​Do you still like him very much? (…I hope he will be safe and sound every year.)