There is joy and frightening dreams, disturbing my leisure; there is smoke and depression, falling into my dreams.
Once, there was such a big sweet-scented osmanthus cake placed in front of Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan was indifferent. Later, Xiao Yan tasted really good...
In the past, there were so many poria cakes placed in front of Jingmeng, but Jingmeng didn't even look at them. Later, she smelled really good...
Of course, they are not the only ones who have the True Fragrance Theorem, but also Duan Changming...
Le: Duan Changming, my sister, do you want to marry me or not? The way you look at me means you are not worthy of my sister!
Yan: Since Mr. Duan doesn't like my sister, then write your name on this marriage certificate, so as not to delay my sister.
Mr. Duan: I don't! I'm not! I like Chu Ji, I love her very much!
Speaking of delicious food, we have to mention dumplings
The dumpling that didn't eat anything: Sister, sister! Look at this stuff, does it look like you owe me some pastries?
Smoke + music: Can't see or hear, can't hear or hear.
Purpose: A sweet little article, no foreshadowing, just practice, those who believe in this will have eternal life