Copywriting.
I take time to pay homage. That ageless fleeting time.
Literary edition.
Sakurai Wangchuan Chapter: I am nothing. Nothing. But I only have you. Have your memory like a begonia.
Forgotten River. Forget the river, forget life.
Haitang Chapter: Love because of protection.
Laughter version.
If I were fatter, it would pollute my vision. Let me tell you. It's you self-righteous skinny guys who should go.
I'm fat, but I have a kind heart.
What. You said fat people have cold hearts.
How do you know? You haven't eaten it.
Cold. Just heat it up in the microwave.
Maybe it can even steam out the grease.
Ordinary version.
To put it bluntly, it is the story of a fat man capturing Haitang.
That female pig Sakurai Wangchuan actually has no advantages at all. Do things carelessly. Asking nothing in return. Dare to love and hate. Be serious and responsible. . .
(Just keep blowing.)
Very nice people.
Don't mind jumping into the pit.
Ps:
The male protagonist of this article has been decided. Haitang remains unchanged. If you are not cute, please do not enter.
This article is open to criticism. Throw more bricks to remind me of my shortcomings. Extremely grateful. (Bow.)
The female pig in this article is neither a novice nor omnipotent. The plot is ever-changing and bloody. Please just make do with it. If there are any theoretical loopholes, please laugh it off and treat it as a joke.
The sadness and joy of this article are yet to be determined. I hope you will support me a lot,
Sincerely.