This is an era when love letters are extinct.
She still stubbornly wants to declare her love with every love letter.
She wrote him 365 love letters, and when she was about to send the first one in the new year, he returned a box of love letters to her, because 10,000 love letters are not worth a hug.
"Du Qingning, can you not live such a literary life in the future? Nothing else, I'm afraid you will suffer."
The reality was like a ripe pomegranate, her lips were white and her teeth were red when she smiled, so she had no choice but to abandon her armor and escape to another world. At least in the online game page, she is still a minor god.
Beicheng Qingning sent 366 love letters to Nancheng Lvyou, just to prove that there are love letters and love in this world.
But she forgot that humans are born from human beings, demons are born from demons, and the chivalrous heroes in online games are born from real humans...
"Qing Ning, I keep every letter you write, even though it is not written to me."
"Ling Ning, I like you!"
Du Qingning's eyes widened. Does anyone really care about her love letters and her love?