She is a person who doesn't like short skirts if she has a small scar on her leg. Women are like that, so she can't do it!
She would rather stay warm, so she insists on wearing long sleeves, and if she doesn't see them, she just pretends they don't exist.
[Natural optimist: That’s not right. If this is the case, what will happen to the children in the future? Whether you call him uncle or cousin, Teacher Ding's seniority is obviously different from that of his aunt.
Fan: That’s a good question.
Fanzi: But what does it matter? It’s not a blood connection. The second cousin and their aunt have a blood relationship that cannot be achieved. Yes, yes, yes.
Born to be an optimist: As long as Teacher Ding likes others, that's fine. A woman's selfish mentality.
Fan: What’s wrong? Bite me.
Fan: By the way, has the air conditioner been turned on at your house? It’s too hot for me. I’ll go to your house to escape the heat.
Born to be an optimist: Your dean is so poor that he can’t even turn on the air conditioner
Fan: He won’t open it!
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Fan: I’m almost exhausted from the heat.
Born to be an optimist: Comrade, you are fat.]
Wenshan paused slightly, looked down at her own shadow, squealed and hurried to the electronic scale in the corner of the living room, then stood on it, and then—
"Ahhhh-"
Wenshan shouted, thinking that Lotte couldn't hear her, so she pressed record directly, "I have gained almost five pounds recently. What happened to me?"
Lotte turned on the voicemail and listened to Wenshan's screams, and moved her hands away from her ears. Women always have trouble staying rational when faced with their own weight.
Wenshan weighed herself, and Nalan Chunbo came down from upstairs. Wenshan turned around and looked at Nalan Chunbo with tears in her eyes: "Nalan Dad, look, you have made me fat. I have gained five pounds." It’s five pounds, it’s going to be over 100 pounds!”
It’s really strange to be hot and fat.
"A calm mind naturally cools down. How many Heart Sutras should I buy for you?" Nalan Chunbo looked at the woman standing on the electronic scale who was about to cry in a funny way. He went over to hug her up and then bumped her twice, "It's not heavy. ,Just right."
Especially at night, it was just right to hold her, but she was too thin before.
"No, no, I want to lose weight. You men are all like this. You say you are not fat and then go find a thinner girl." Wenshan muttered, pushing Nalan Chunbo away and planning to find a way to lose weight. .
But as soon as she took two steps, Nalan Chunbo took her back into his arms.
"Shanshan, let's get married." Nalan Chunbo hugged Wenshan from behind and whispered in her ear, "It's been a while since you proposed, and I don't think you reject our model of living together. , so, can we get married?"
Wenshan said that the two of them lived together before marriage so that everyone could better understand the difference between marriage and love. He felt that Wenshan was fooling around. No matter what she was like, he liked Wenshan, but if she wanted to fool around, he would naturally do the same. Just stay with her.
After living together, Wenshan did have a little temper, which he didn't know before, but it was this Wenshan that made him feel real.
However, Wenshan was unhappy. This man behaved exactly the same as him from beginning to end. Even at home, he carried this elegance with him, as if this elegance was innate, no matter whether there was someone or no one. , he is all like this.
"I think your mother must be a very noble woman, that's why she has a son like you." Wenshan said sincerely. She had seen photos of Nalan Chunbo's mother. She was not very old, but she gave people the impression that she was a very noble woman. One that people dare not blaspheme, just like Nalan Chunbo.