(Serious version) At the moment when her mother was almost sold out due to a natural disaster, Wanhua raised her head and saw Jianfeng coming with the wind and snow of Huashan Mountain.
"Hey, kid, why are you so dazed? Are you so handsome that I am so handsome?"
Many years later, Wanhua lay under an old plum tree in Qingyan, with the sun shining on his gray hair.
"I'm really old, why am I dreaming about you again?"
(Unserious version)
The little flower that Baa picked up and raised as a younger brother has gone astray!
Huahua: Actually I like you
Meie: I know, my handsome swordsmanship makes Jijigugu, Zhuzhu and others peck rice for me (tickling their hair)
Huahua: So what is the correct way to express your feelings? ! !
Intention: A powerful showdown between Ningbahua and Laoyoutiao
Replenishment... How does it work...