This is the story of a little fairy who looks cold on the outside but is talkative and a bit cowardly on the inside, and a stingy young man.
Male protagonist's perspective:
Before we got together, this was like this:
You can dig at all living things. Women are really troublesome, so my treasures are better.
After being together, the style of painting gradually changed:
Wife, buy whatever you want, your husband is rich!
Female protagonist's perspective:
Before: Iron Rooster, curse you for not being able to get a wife!
Afterwards: Fortunately, it's me who married me, otherwise I don't know which Yingying Yanyan I would have taken advantage of.
Summary: The law of true fragrance never goes out of style. Just ask, does it hurt if you hit yourself in the face every day?
Purpose: Rejoice in enemies