That year, they met.
She is eight years old and he is eighteen.
Luo Qingqing: Little brother, do you want to die?
Liufeng:......
Luo Qingqing: But, can we die farther away? This is my mother's tombstone.
Liufeng (sweating profusely):... = =! !
That year, they promised each other.
She was eighteen and he was twenty-eight.
Luo Qingqing: Liufeng, can you do it?
Liufeng (gritting his teeth): ... Miss, don't even think about getting out of bed tomorrow!
This is a story about a lady and a guard. The lady is very venomous but also gentle, while the guard is helpless and powerful.
One-on-one, no entanglement or abuse.
By the way... I really can't write copy...