"Do you like me?" Although Pei Yuanting used a question, he was very sure that there would only be one answer.
Unexpectedly, the other party was silent for a long time, and then General Yijun asked, "Why do you have such thoughts? Do you like me?"
"Nonsense!" Pei Yuanting was rarely angry, feeling that the other party was too dishonest, "I'm not a monk, how can I stand up to you flirting with me every day!"
Who flirted with you? Shi Yiming looked up at the sky speechlessly, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word.
Intention: A rope cuts through a tree, and a drop of water cuts through a stone. Perseverance will definitely yield rewards.