This copywriting made me pull my hair out...
This is the story of a monkey and a peach.
Pantothenic acid literary version:
Just because that hairy hand broke a peach for her,
She looked at her past and present lives for thousands of years.
Just because that colorful face has eyes that seem familiar to him,
He then stalked her and never let go.
Royal sister version:
Damn monkey, Immortal, you are such a dull person, you didn't say anything to me, and you brought me to such a place where birds don't shit. You and that damn bald donkey went to get some scriptures or menstruation, and you just left me here and didn't care? Hum, one day I will pluck out all your hair!
Innocent loli version:
"Senior brother, master said that women who can only cry are useless, and women who cannot cry are monsters. Do you think Taozi is a monster?" She looked at the second senior brother with wide eyes.
He touched her head and said, "Our Taozi is not a woman yet."
She was horrified and covered her mouth: "Second senior brother, you mean... I, I'm not a woman?! Am I a man?"
He was greatly embarrassed and muttered: "That... Taozi is not a man either..."
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