Many years later, Ta Yaliang hugged Changdong deeply and said after suppressing it for a long time, "Changdong, marry me."
Changdong concealed his excitement and slowly pushed someone away, "You'd better marry your Weiqi as your wife."
～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～. Proposal plan.～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～
Still many years later, live broadcast again
When a journalist fan courted someone who had already become a Taya celebrity in public
Taya refused, "Sorry, I already have a wife."
Everyone, including a reporter, unanimously expressed doubts about how a Tayan celebrity who had never been involved in any scandals could suddenly have a wife.
"Just in time, I have something to say to my wife here. If you lose your temper, it's been long enough. Don't play outside for too long. It's almost time to come back. It's a long winter."
After saying that, Tayaliang smiled bitterly at the reporters and cameras present, "Changdong, what happened before was all my fault."
Changdong, who was watching the live broadcast, spit out a mouthful of tea. Damn it, when did she marry Tayashi?
Ta Ya Liang is crazy. How can he come up with such a silly and romantic sentence?
However, why does she feel that this sentence is so familiar...
An Teng, who had just walked to the living room, heard what Ta Yaliang said and fell down on the sofa with laughter.
Changdong smashed it with his fist, "I'm just telling you why my diary is missing. Do you deserve a beating, An Teng?"
An Teng quickly got up from the sofa and smiled innocently, "Hey, it's none of my business, okay."
He just "kindly" showed Tayaliang the fantasy diary written by the fourth grader of Changdong Elementary School and gave some opinions by the way.
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This is a history of blood and tears as the heroine grows up [Fog]
This is a story about Ta Yaliang chasing his wife [Fog]
This is a pet story written by childhood sweethearts [Dense Fog]
All in all, please proceed with caution! ! !
I'm trying hard to fill the hole! !
Most importantly, the tenderness of the lowered head is like the shyness of a lotus flower that cannot withstand the cold wind.