4000 Years, is it the arrival of a new century? Or is it the end of the world? Xia Moli couldn't worry anymore. What she was most worried about now was who her soul had passed through.
"Sister Lin, why do you always have a scent on your body? It's a very different scent."
"Do you believe it's the scent of sweat?"
",,,".
When a sudden heavy rain falls overhead, you don't have to be so nervous, because there will always be a big oil-paper umbrella tilted over.
"Why are you here again?" Xia Moli said with a smile hidden in the corners of her eyes.
"When I came to the school with my son, I thought I would meet you, so I brought you your favorite steamed Yungui."
,,, When will it rain like last time again? The steamed Yungui that time was the most fragrant. Huh, you big bad guy, I miss you.
Purpose: Break the rules and find true love