After a long time, Nan Song, who had his head buried in Wang Youzhe's arms, turned his head and asked him: "Why do you always have endless candies in your pocket?"
"Because my children love to eat."
Ye Ruilin looked at Zhou Li with a puzzled look as he kept flipping through the medals and certificates, and asked, "Why are you digging these things out when you have nothing to do? Are you going to sell them?"
"I'll sell you a hair transplant."
On a dark and windy night, the kind-hearted Yi Jinglong took in the homeless man.
Qin Xing opened Zhou Sheng's yellowed diary, and the handwriting became more mature until the last page - it has been planned for twenty-two years, and the girl is mine.
"Girl."
"We fell in love when we were eighteen, and when we were twenty-two, let's get married."
After giving birth, Yang Yueshu suddenly asked Gao Yunyi one day: "Didn't you say that you spent all your luck meeting me?! Then how come you still have such good luck in having twins! Liar!!!"
"Um⊙?⊙! It's your luck that you gave birth to a child..."
"Yeah, that makes sense. That's not right. Then I won't be lucky enough to get free tickets on Double Eleven in the future, wuwuwu~"
"Go find Kui Zi (Nan Song's nickname). Kui Zi can even pick up money when he takes out the garbage downstairs."
"Then what if Sister Nan also gives birth to a boy and girl in the future? Woo woo woo XX"
"..."
Purpose: Cherish the people around you and pay tribute to youth