The 6132181002nd Chinese Valentine's Day has arrived. This time Kong Yekong wanted each pair of guests to write down their first impressions of each other and publish it in a special issue.
Ni Hong waited for her to complain that she was tired, and then finally put her to sleep.
Wipe your saliva, get into position, and cover yourself with the quilt.
Ni Hong shook his cat's tail, gently raised Kong Yekong's hand, and then quietly looked through her fingers to see the big, round moon on the tops of the parasol trees outside the window.
——It turns out that their first encounter was a long time ago.