The marriage of Wan Luo and Zhao Zhiyang gave Licheng's gossip group new material.
Some people say it's old cows eating young grass, while others say it's sparrows flying onto the branches.
Grandma slapped the table and retorted: "Oh, how come you are old at thirty?"
Grandpa was unconvinced: "Why did a beautiful little girl who studied abroad become a sparrow?"
Opinions vary. Wan Luo knew clearly in his heart: getting married was just a temporary delay.
People say that marriage is shit wrapped in cream, and she has already made up her mind - she will leave when the cream is finished licking it.
Finally the day came, and she knocked on her husband's door.
It was Bai Yueguang from his college days who opened the door.
She didn't make any noise, turned around and went home.
Shedding a few symbolic tears for the lost marriage,
After looking at myself in the mirror, I sighed, "I feel pity for you." I took 800 selfies and slowly fell asleep.
When I woke up, the dog man was sitting beside the bed,
On the bedside table is the dream treasure from the medieval jewelry appraisal video she recently watched——
"Thin-skinned and big-filled" Paraiba.
Wan Luo swallowed, feeling that the cream... May not have been finished licking yet.
Purpose: Don't go gentle into that good night