Jiang Lang wandered from north to south, wandering to a little girl's side.
The little girl has no tongue in Mandarin. She doesn't get angry no matter how much she is bullied. She doesn't eat spicy food and doesn't drink alcohol. It's not interesting at all.
Miss Wu had been studying peacefully in the south for more than ten years, and suddenly she met a classmate with a hot temper who did not do her job every day and only liked to fight against injustices.
My deskmate was tall, with a fierce look on his face, and had a bad habit of picking on others when they disagreed. The most common thing she did was cover her eyes and put band-aids on his wounds.
He is a Northeastern man who is casual and free-spirited, looks mature and stable, and has cute little tiger teeth.
She is a southern girl who is naturally sweet-tempered but can be annoyingly stubborn and can't break a star.
At the age of eight, Jiang Huang's life goal was to conquer the world.
At the age of eighteen, Jiang Huang's life problem was how to teach his little classmate to eat spicy food.