"Mo Jinyan, they all say that I am your child bride. What is a child bride?" In Yan Ze's mind, Jinyan is an omnipotent and omniscient person.
"The person who will cook and wash clothes for me for the rest of his life."
"Ah? Then I don't want it anymore." Yan Ze's little face suddenly wrinkled. He originally thought that child bride was a good job, but it turned out to be a hard job.
"If you don't become my child bride, you won't be able to go to and from school with me in the future, and you won't be able to come to my house to eat. Most importantly, you won't be able to let me help you with your homework, and you won't be able to ask me questions anymore."
"Why? We are good friends, and good friends should help each other."
"Then Huahua and I are also good friends. Have you ever seen me holding his hand and going home together? Have you ever seen me helping her with her homework?" Yan Ze shook his head. Looking at Yan Ze's tangled little face, Mo Jinyan felt funny in her heart and held her little hand tighter.
"So just accept your fate."
"…….."