Copywriting 1
After the forced kiss, he actually said it was a confession and hoped that Bai Xiaoman would give him an answer.
Bai Xiaoman waved his hand, "You are obviously harassing me and you are not sincere at all. It doesn't count."
He looked at Bai Xiaoman with a non-serious look on his face, and felt like he had something stuck in his throat.
Without stopping, he picked up Bai Xiaoman's head and kissed it deeply.
The soft lips and warm saliva intertwined and lingered together, making Bai Xiaoman, an old woman with a soul of twenty-nine years, dizzy.
After the kiss, he looked at Bai Xiaoman with deep eyes, and there were still traces of the kiss on his lips, "Is this sincere enough?"
Bai Xiaoman looked at the face in front of him that did not look like an ordinary person, and thought, can it be said that it is not enough? Can it go deeper?
Copywriting 2
Seeing Bai Xiaoman and Cheng Ziyin's eyes intertwined, Yuan Yinan asked Yu Yao, "Which one of them is the tiger and who is the meat?"
"Cheng Ziyin is meat." Yu Yao held her face in her hands and propped it on her knees, saying without thinking.
Yuan Yinan raised his eyebrows, "Make a bet? I bet Bai Xiaoman is meat."
"What are you betting on?" Yu Yao was sure of her answer.
Yuan Yinan smiled playfully, pinched Yu Yao's fleshy little face, "I'll bet your life."