"Brother Jinchao, I like you. I want to marry you." Yu Niannian said with a playful smile.
Xu Jinchao stood on the sand with his waist in his hands and said, "I don't like you. Besides, how can a woman marry a man?"
Yu Niannian stood up proudly and said, "Yes, it's me."
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the grass, squatting and pulling it back and forth.
"Clang clang clang!!! Setaria ring."
Before Xu Jinchao could reply, Yu Niannian had a nosebleed and took the first step.
"Why did you have a nosebleed again? It's really strange." Yu Niannian muttered while wiping it with his sleeve.
"Here you go, I'll leave first, Brother Jinchao."
Xu Jinchao woke up from his sleep and rubbed his temples.
"He's really gone, little white-eyed wolf."
Intention: Every year the flowers are similar, and every year has the present.