Lin Yueying had had enough of the comfortable life at home, so she left a letter home, carried a small package on her back, and threatened to venture into the world. On the way, she bumped into many things, saw many things she had never seen before, and saved someone by the way. She wanted to continue on her way, but who knew that this person actually pulled her sleeve and refused to let her go. Was this because she was relying on her? Although I am lively, cute, ice-snow, smart, gentle, virtuous, beautiful and generous, I am loved by everyone, but... Tsk, turning her head to look at this man who could not stop being white and handsome even though there was blood on his face, coupled with his pitiful expression, Lin Yueying still couldn't bear it...
"Yueying, I'm hungry." "Yueying, you're the best." Lin Yueying looked at the man lying half on the ground, and felt a deep sense of being deceived. How could this be a weak and thin dog? He was obviously strong and handsome, but he always looked half-dead. Lin Yueying held her forehead, and said in her heart: I will never run away from home again next time, I want to find my mother!
Motto: Don't trust men easily