"My name is Yang Nian'er. My mother said this was the last thought my father left for her." The girl said crisply to the face in front of her that seemed to have been carefully carved by the Nuwa Empress.
"Ding, Dingxiang, I'm sorry, shouldn't I?" Ao Chun stammered. Ding Xiang narrowed her eyes and approached him step by step. "I'm sorry, what are you sorry for?" Seeing his ears turning red, she smiled even brighter and said, "Shouldn't you hug me? Or shouldn't you kiss me? Or shouldn't you dream about me?" Ao Chun felt bad after hearing what she said...
Intention: As long as you have a firm goal, you will definitely succeed