Mou Xian's diary of getting rich: December 5, 2020, sunny weather
The sun was just right today, and the broken hair on his forehead was scattered with light. His hand holding the pen was extremely beautiful, and every finger exuded charming charm. He turned his head and said coldly: The stockings are torn. Then the man turned around and went to write a math paper? !
My brother Zhou's diary: 2020.12.5
Peiyou Mathematics Paper √
(One day, Mouxian found a pair of silk stockings in her small closet. She pondered for a while, frowning, and the man's hand pulled her into his arms from behind, and gently pressed a kiss on the soft hair. The man's breath surrounded her, and Mouxian suddenly woke up, turned her head suddenly, grabbed the man's collar, and said evilly: "I wore such a nice dress that day, but you only just She looked at my stockings and then went to write the paper, which made me disappointed for so long." The man was stunned by her big move, and then he stroked her hair gently and said, "I'm afraid I can't control it." He made his face full of embarrassment. One day, when he saw the man's diary, he said, "Oh, man."
Intention: Always believe in beauty and love