"Excuse me, why aren't you angry?" He Linzheng poked the person next to him in the face, and then A pair of big hands attached to the neatly combed white hair. As the movements became heavier, the white hair next to him finally responded. He suddenly sat up straight and then slowly leaned back on the table. He felt that the big hand on his head had no intention of stopping; a muffled voice came from his arms: "He Linzheng, that's enough." "Where are you?" He said, touching Shang Yan's head like a chicken nest (smile)
Intention: Study hard, make progress every day, and that's all!