"Shiwei, I want to see you!" Jiang Yumo's voice was very gentle.
"Why?" Shi Wei subconsciously held her breath.
"Because, I——"
The New Year's bells and fireworks rang together, and cheers filled her ears. Shiwei clenched the receiver and shouted: "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Jiang Yumo smiled on the other end of the phone: "Happy New Year!"
Shi Wei didn't believe in love until she met Jiang Yumo. She always thought that she would be a mercenary person in the future, but she didn't expect that the love brain seemed to be hereditary? ? ?
Jiang Yumo put her hands on her hips and smiled: "That's right, not only is it hereditary, there is also human-to-human transmission."
Shiwei covered her mouth.
Jiang Yumo pushed her against the wall with her backhand: "No matter how big or small, who taught you this?"
Shi Wei raised her eyes and looked at her: "Sister, if you think it's not good, can you teach me?"
Intention: The world is not that good, nor can it be that bad