Jiang Ziyu: "Let me tell you one last time, Jiang Yun, your whole family is called Jiang Ziya."
"Do you hate eating ginger the most?" After hearing her angrily retort, he asked lightly. "So, you hate me?"
She (the chopsticks) touched the other person gently, her lips were tightly attached to each other, enjoying the pleasure between the lips and teeth.
——"Bah! Are ginger and potatoes brothers? So similar!"
A classmate Jiang passing by was silent.
Those days of making jokes and working together are always the most precious memories in everyone's heart.