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The first time I saw Mu Li, he was wearing a clean white shirt and standing under the shade of a tree.
Suddenly the ball rolled down at her feet, and Mu Li yelled fiercely: "Kid, kick the ball over here."
Bo Ranran lowered his head nervously and took a cautious step back, not daring to kick the ball back.
Mu Li ran up to her, glanced at her, and sneered.
Looking at her dirty little face, he said disdainfully: "You can't even play football, you're stupid."
Bo Ranran's eyes were slightly red and she stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry."
"Don't cry, or I'll beat you up."
Bo Ranran choked.
Later.
Mu Li held Bo Ranran in his arms and said in a restrained and forbearing voice: "Be good, if you don't know any questions, I'll tell you."
During the quarrel after the marriage, Mu Li brought his own props, "Honey, I was wrong. I knelt on the washboard. Is it okay not to sleep on the sofa tonight?"
She was the treasure he held in his hands, and he was used to spoiling her. He had promised to spoil her for the rest of his life, not even for a day or a second.
Purpose: A heart-warming story of mutual healing
