Childhood sweethearts, we don't get to know each other until we fight. Once you get to know each other, it's hard to let go.
Sang Mian: We promised sweet childhood love, but why is it different with me?
Sang Mian held her chin with a depressed look on her face, looking more like a plump hamster at this time. Jiang Yuandao couldn't help but reached out and pinched the flesh of Sang Mian's cheeks, leaned closer, and deliberately teased:
Jiang Yuandao: Different? Then - let me ask this lady, I'm not that old and I'm not bad looking either. Would you mind having a different boyfriend?
Sang Mian's ears were already stained with anger for some unknown reason, so she turned her face away.
Sang Mian:…What's the difference between you and you?
Jiang Yuandao: There is a difference... My husband can be my boyfriend again, allowing my family to reminisce about love again
With you, my life is no longer dull and boring. When you are here, you have taken up all my sweetness
Intention: The word "I am" is too gentle
