Yu Minglang thought about the last time he saw Mei, she seemed to really like vanilla ice cream... so all of Xiaoyuu's raincoats were vanilla flavored, oh well, it doesn't seem to be the same thing, but it's okay, all are acceptable...
Ahem, serious face!
Yu Minglang's thoughts were spinning in his head, but Qian couldn't help but burst his little unspeakable colorful fantasy.
"Xiaoqiang, what I'm going to say next, you need to be prepared mentally."
"What happened?"
"Depending on how you look at it, it's either a big deal or no big deal at all. Xiaoqiang, are you the kind of man who won't fight back or argue with your girlfriend no matter what she does, always keeping her in your heart, no matter what, no matter the situation?"
Yu Minglang chuckled at her serious tone, "Of course, Qian, what exactly do you want to say?"
Aiya!
Could it be, Qian wants to play something thrilling with me?
Does she want to hit me?
"Buy paint, buy an electric pen, buy pliers, buy a juicer."
