After spending time with Meng Zi, Gong Huihan would unconsciously feel tired of this person. Because, in front of Meng Zi, she could only look up. She looked up unconsciously, looking up to everything about Meng Zi. I even collapsed at one point and suspected that the most essential reason for my cowardice was that my name was not as majestic as "Meng Zi". If I had a bad heart, I would just change my elbow to a name that linked Confucius, Laozi, and Xunzi together.
Of course, Gong Huihan did not make any nutritious struggle like changing her name, because she knew one truth very well - Meng Zi was the proud son of heaven. Who can compare to the pride of the day? Gong Huihan, who boasts that even though he is in the entertainment industry, is good at both black and white, he values one person in particular, a man whose heart has long been secretly committed to another woman - Yue Heng.
If the probability of sexual intercourse occurs in reality is negative infinity, then the space and fun of sexual intercourse will tend to be positive infinity. True to his name, Gong Huihan, who had nothing to do but had enough to eat every day, had endless fun in the most important thing of the day - that is - the various scenes where Meng Zi and Yue Heng were together.
Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. In Gong Huihan's words, it's really a mess. Baiju swished back and forth every day, and as the days passed, she actually found that her wish seemed to come true. . . . . .