Jin Yuxiang pressed her chest, her heart still pounding like a drum after a long time, and her head was buzzing from the vibration.
How come I'm also called "good sister"? When my biological brother calls me "good sister", I want to stuff this idiot back into my mother's belly!
When I heard him shouting... I felt itchy all the way from my ears to the tip of my heart, and I completely forgot what I was going to do...
Intention: Even if you are a piece of useless firewood, you still have to make a fire.