This author is rarely serious: "Wang Hu, what do you think of Qiao Bai?"
Wang Hu stared at a certain author with dissatisfaction: "Do I have to say it?"
A certain author was thinking about his dear babies and nodded without fear of death: "It must be done."
Wang Hu impatiently counted Qiao Bai's advantages: "My wife is from the city and has a good personality." He suddenly paused for a second and said, "She is good-looking and has fair skin. She loves to cry and blushes all the time."
Qiao Bai, who had just arrived, instantly blushed and turned around silently, pretending not to hear anything. . . . . .
A certain author had a gossipy face: "Qiao Bai, how does it feel to have a husband younger than yourself?"
Qiao Bai's face was red with embarrassment, and he muttered: "I am, I am being controlled to the death..."
Wang Hu stood behind him and nodded with satisfaction. Anyone who dared to have any objections would be dragged to the mountains to feed the wolves.
Wang Dahu said that he didn't like city people, let alone a man.
And Qiao Bai is not only a city man, but also a monster.
But when fate comes, I realize that the so-called principle is just waiting for that person to break it.
The main cp is a rough young man in the countryside vs. A handsome scholar in the city.
So good to cry! So beautiful! What to do!