Marie Claire in the South

"Xiao Yu'er, I like you. When will you marry me?" "Get lost." "Xiao Yu'er, that old girl Pian Ting got married yesterday. Isn't it time for you to marry me too?" "Get lost." "Xiao Yu'er, Xiao Yu'er... Will you marry me?" Tens of thousands of years ago, when she was still a little baby, she climbed on his shoulder, kissed him secretly, and said she wanted to marry him. In recent years, her peach blossoms have been very prosperous. He cut them off for her. I still don't understand his intentions. Since you like drinking, I will tie it to you with wine. No one can take it away.