Chen Zhao said: He is a man with a strange fragrance. Well, what kind of fragrance is this? It's probably the smell of washing powder.
Wang Chuan grinded his teeth at the side: Zhao Zhao, come here. I want you to experience up close what manliness is!
Some people say that among the five senses of human beings, olfactory memory is the oldest, most delicate, and most permanent. Even if the hand of fate always pushes you further and further away, I will always look for this flavor to come back to you. In fact, where do so many coincidental encounters come from? However, the two of them desperately crossed the turbulence of time and held each other's hands tightly.