Really, without desires or demands, Xu Moyan. I just hope that his high school life can pass peacefully... Shit
In the first semester of high school, a transfer student came to the class. His schoolbag hung sideways and he was carefree. At first glance, he was not a good person. Xu Moyan secretly thought to stay away from this person, but God wanted to go against him and insisted on adding a few spoons of salt to his life that was like boiled water. Oh, no, it was sugar.
Hey, just be friends, he shook his hand.
"Hey, deskmate, we meet again," he said as he came closer.
Hey, kid, stop crying. Can I sing a song for you? But don't laugh after hearing this.
Well, Yan Yan is the best, then let me kiss you one more time... Three times, just three times.
Brother, I like you, I like you very much.
Yanyan, that's called love, I love you... I didn't hear you clearly just now, please say what you said a few times.
Intention: Born toward the sun