Doctor, how is my son? "
The doctor looked at the boy sitting in the seat
Boy: "Don't look at me, I know you love me. "
Doctor: ",,,, this child is hopeless.
Being loved (suffering from "delusion of being loved" and obsessed with money)
Attack (venomous tongue, unkindness, practicality,, haha)
Both of them are top academics, hehehe, they are sweet and have no swords.
Concept: Little sweet article