I use nine and three-quarters of my heart to place my love for you, and use the remaining one-quarter to love myself... Just like, the common bathroom, nine and three-quarters belongs to you, and the remaining one-quarter belongs to me...
When she is dull and coquettish, she meets the strong and arrogant one... We are happy friends living in the same room, with some ambiguous feelings, let's fill up the remaining quarter together, okay?
Conception:
How did her mother-in-law come in? Come on