Copy 1: Wen Mu feels that the greatest thing she has ever done in her life is to fall in love with Jiang Xiao, that boy who sings well, is good-looking, and has a very cold personality.
Copy 2: "Wen Mu, has anyone ever praised your cooking skills?" Wen Mu was pinned down by Jiang Xiao, her face turned red, and the light pink spread to her ears, while the person on her body asked questions that were inconsistent with her artistic conception. "Yes..." Before he could finish the answer, Jiang Xiao had already kissed her, with a bit of aggression, eating it up step by step, and surrendering his heart step by step.