He Qing, who only wore a bath towel around his lower body, was knocking on the door:
"Open the door and let's talk."
Zeng Yiliu, who had just seen the beauty, was so excited:
"I don't want to talk about anything except love..."
After a moment, He Qing's voice sounded:
"Okay."
Zeng Yiyi: "???!"
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Just started, small town.
In the cramped corner, Zeng Yiyi held his chin straight out with an indifferent look on his face.
He Qing pushed him into the corner and said, "You are very powerful. Believe it or not, I will beat you to death with two fists."
Many years later, Metropolis.
At the luxury goods counter, Zeng Yiyi leaned over: "Welcome, what do you need?"
He Qing leaned close to his ear: "I want you."
Intention: Loving and firm.