Copywriting
[Jiang Lianheng: "Huo Yifan, what are you doing?"
Huo Yifan was so frightened that he quickly finished the last piece of chopstick powder, "emmmmmmm..."
Jiang Lianheng: "Tell me, do you want me or snail noodles? You have to make a choice today."
Huo Yifan: "I... I... I... I will eat in the bathroom from now on, okay???"
Jiang Lianheng packed his luggage with a cold face, ready to leave.
Huo Yifan panicked and took out snail noodles from everywhere in the house with a look of grievance.
Jiang Lianheng: My fucking mentality is shattered... (¨?) Is he gathering grain for the winter? ?
Because he missed his snail noodles, Huo Yifan cried even in his dreams at night.
Jiang Lian placed his fingertips across Huo Yifan's eyes, which were red from crying, and softened again, "You can only eat in the bathroom."
Huo Yifan kissed Jiang Lianheng on the face, "I love you~~"]
(Huo Yifan: Author, get out! Why the hell did you make me look like my little wife!
Jiang Lianheng: Aren't you?
Huo Yifan: You are cruel to me π_π)
Intention: If you don't forget it, there will be a response