Ye Minglang, a straight male cannon commander, hated the popular view of love in heaven - Longyang's love. He once vowed: "I! God! Lord! Rather! Die! No! Bend!" Who would have thought that he fell down in the first life, and even fell in front of a person's thigh, which fully demonstrated what it means: there is a thigh to hold, what is the use of this virtue? It perfectly explains Ye's ten thousand year iron law - the True Fragrance Theorem. Ye Minglang touched his little face and felt a little pain. The slap came so quickly like a tornado... His last words in this life: "Thighs, you must be more reliable. I will count on you to find the place in the future!!" He was in high spirits and jumped out of the way. No abuse! No abuse! The ending HE can be eaten with confidence
Intention: Fall in love during the process of meeting and acquaintance