"Your pupils are like wormholes. I climbed in curiously, and since then, I have lost my sincerity."
The Ji family gave birth to a young son, and asked Qin Yiguan to attend the fourth birthday party that year.
"Uncle Yiguan! You came to see me."
Qin Yiguan pinched Ji Donglin's face with a black line on his face: "Call me brother."
"Uncle Yiguan, my family wants to marry you when you grow up!"
"You are a boy, you cannot marry brother Yiguan."
"Then, then I'll marry you."
More than ten years later.
"Qin Yiguan!" Ji Donglin's suppressed and restrained young voice came from behind.
The man's handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his pair of peach-blossom eyes looked helpless through half-rimmed glasses. He turned around and said in a gentle and doting voice: "Call me uncle. No matter how big or small you are."
A polite, old-fashioned biologist × a renegade diplomat
Here's the copy for now, I'll change it when I have time!
Purpose: We love our motherland in different ways
