Du Lianjin looked at Yu Zhen quietly.
Her skin is not fair, she is tall, she shows her white teeth when she smiles, her hair is picked up by the wind and flies with her skirt. The yellow dog circled back and forth at her feet, barking from time to time.
Youzhen broke off a piece of steamed bun, raised his hand and threw it into the distance. Seeing Ah Huang running wildly, she turned back to him and called him a greedy man with a smile. The fireworks were burning brightly, and the light climbed up to her face along the hem of her clothes, making her eyes look like obsidian.
Astonishingly bright.
She is not a lady from an aristocratic family.
Nor was she the good wife he once thought she was.
But he was happy.
I am happy that she is a lively girl.
Purpose: Be a good person
