Xia Jiaoyang hates two kinds of people.
First, those who dress impeccably but do things worse than beasts.
Second, those who look like ugly gourds but are obsessively particular about cleanliness.
Lin Yue adjusts his gold-rimmed glasses and shakes the manuscript in his hand. "Neither of those describes me. What are you getting at?"
Xia Jiaoyang pinches his nose and holds up the man's stinky socks, which haven't been washed in a month. "I'm talking about people like you, who look respectable but don't even wash their own socks. You're worse than a beast!"
Lin Yue sneers. "If you think that's worse than a beast, then you've never seen anything truly beastly."
Xia Jiaoyang swallows nervously and wraps his arms around himself. "W-what? I may have signed myself away, but I'm not selling my dignity!"
Lin Yue says unhurriedly, "I've got a whole box of socks under my bed. Wash them all tonight."
Xia Jiaoyang: "..."
Straight-laced editor bottom x sharp-tongued author top
A lighthearted, sweet story with plenty of delicious food.
1. A firmly committed 1v1.
2. The top is the illegitimate son of a finance mogul and had an unhappy childhood.
Is this a pigeon? It's pretty good-looking.
Suddenly I felt that Xia Jiaoyang was getting more and more radiant. . . WEI said, "Why is there someone?" .
Lin Lin needs to train Xia Xia well. Not everyone can be soft-hearted.
How can you be soft-hearted to a retarded person?
Yangyang's heart is a little too soft. This woman dares to secretly put a camera into other people's rooms. She might do something else in the future.