Ancient Yi: Even if I, Ancient Yi, am single until death, even if I die outside, even if I jump from here, there is no way I can like Zhou Yier, a fat guy like you.
Zhou Yier:......
Ancient One: Hehe, it smells so good. Our Zhou Yier looks really good after losing weight.
Zhou Yier:......
Crowd:......
This is a story that cannot escape the law of true fragrance, and it is a cliché story that does not break away from the vulgar taste of "you don't love me when I love you, but when I am discouraged, you come back and pour the last sauce."