Article: This is a romance novel. I am so happy that I finally eat pork after so many years.
Open the first chapter: the male and female protagonists hold hands. Close the book, hold back your laughter and pretend to be coquettish. It's not serious at first glance. Do you understand that men and women don't interact with each other~...
I opened the second chapter with some expectation, YY Lian was not going to kiss this time, and after taking a closer look: he was still holding hands, thinking that the author of Lian Lian might be a hand-holding fetishist.
Calmly open the third chapter: the male protagonist rubbed the female protagonist's head, disgusted with her face, the sight of the dog was irritating to the eyes, and it was said that the love, tenderness, fragrance and jade were touching and touching...
Chapter 4: Holding hands again, numb face
Chapter 5: I'm wondering again, can you come up with something new?
Chapter 6: No more holding hands...
Open Chapter 100: Sorry, it's not that long, your mother...
I reorganized my mood and opened the epilogue: I have held hands eight hundred times, and my head has been touched bald. You tell me it is not love! ! ! ! It has nothing to do with love! ! !
My heart was broken, and it took a long time...
Reader: What book is this?
Article: Are you blind? You can't read the cover?
The reader takes two steps back and reads word for word: Early childhood education begins with prenatal education... Hey, I don't want to read this. Is there love?
The article is silently filled with tears.
Intention: Love is like spring rain, moistening everything silently