I Will Like You Tomorrow Too

[Full text/completed series of articles "She is a little more cute" can be read by clicking on the author's column! Super sweet! Please give me advance notice for the new article "Why Doesn't He Confess His Love"? Copywriting: Huo Chen, the little bully of Min De, has a young master's temper and no one dares to offend him. Until one day, a little girl moved into his house. The little girl was good-looking, with cold eyebrows. She sweetly called him "Brother Huo Chen" in front of others and blew rainbow farts like crazy. People don't like to pay attention to him with sarcastic comments, just like a girlfriend who has lost her fan base and climbed up the wall. Huo Chen once threatened: "Who is Shuzhen? She looks like a fairy, but I won't give her a look." The day before going to school, Huo Chen warned Shuzhen with a cold face: "When we go to school, just pretend that we don't know each other." Shuzhen nodded: "Okay duck." Huo Chen:? ? ? Why does she look excited. When he arrived at school, Huo Chen exploded the moment a passerby laid eyes on Shu Zhen. Huo Chen waved to Shuzhen: "Come here for me." Passerby: "Brother Shen, do you two know each other?" Huo Chen nodded: "Well, we are very familiar. We have known each other for ten years." Shu Zhen, who had known Huo Chen for less than half a month, said: "???" Is this different from what was promised? ? ? * You are brighter than the sky, and you are the tomorrow I am looking forward to ——Shu Zhen * Weibo@ Huogou's large-scale real fragrance scene. The ultimate sand sculpture. Thanks for collecting. ———————— The next book is "Why Doesn't He Confess His Love"? Click and add it to your collection. Copywriting 1 (cool version): The third young master of the Shen family is depressed and is known to everyone as a loose playboy. The first time I went to the back door of the school with someone to collect protection money, I met a delicate and soft little girl. He held a cigarette between his fingers, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and he stood with two long legs crossed, leaning lazily against the wall, with a careless smile in his eyes, and called her: "Child, can you lend me some money to spend?" The little girl took out a lot of change, grabbed it in her hand, stretched out her hand, and burst into tears. Shen Dao couldn't bear it anymore, so he squatted down with a tissue to wipe her face, and coaxed her helplessly: "Stop crying?" The little girl continued to cry and couldn't stop. Shen Dai took out a hundred yuan note from his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Brother, please?" When the little girl saw the hundred yuan in Shen Tuan's palm, a hint of snicker flashed in her eyes. She immediately stopped crying, wiped away her tears, took the money, folded it and put it away. That night, fourteen-year-old Lin Jinran wrote in his diary—— Today, I met a God of Wealth. I cried casually, and he gave me a huge sum of one hundred yuan. Considering that he looked pretty good, I decided to try to accept his crazy advances. Later, twenty-year-old Lin Jinran was crying and writing in his diary—— Ouch, it hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much? Shen Zai, who was on the side, came over, raised his hand to pinch her earlobe, and said in an ambiguous voice, "What? Are you secretly writing bad things about your brother again?" "If you cry again, brother will continue..." Lin Jinran immediately wiped away his tears: "I won't cry anymore. Uh-huh." Copywriting 2 (sand sculpture version): At night, Lin Jinran passed by a less traveled path. A few arrogant little gangsters jumped out, intending to rob money and sex. Lin Jinran paused for a second, then began to unbutton his coat, and said in a rough voice: "Oh, to tell you the truth, I am actually a big shot in women's clothing." Shen Tui, who was about to step out to rescue the beauty, shook his hands slightly and silently retracted his long legs. * The night is long, he gives me endless tenderness ——Lin Jinran I finished the article: "She is a little more cute", you can click on the author's column to check it out. Conception: