"Jin, let me tell you something, but don't get angry, okay?"
On the road in Country Y, a tall and handsome man was pushing a suitcase with both hands. On the suitcase with his right hand was a pretty and beautiful woman. When she was talking with her chin on her hand, her eyes were watery. It was as if she could talk.
Walking on the road full of cherry blossoms, the wind was gentle. The man lowered his head and looked at her with an even more gentle gaze.
"Say, as long as you don't sell me to another woman, I can consider it."
Shen Weiyang was afraid again after hearing his gentle warning. "You already guessed it," she said. Then I will not say it. " I won't make you angry. "
Leng Huaijin said, "I won't be angry. I won't be angry if you sell me to anyone. I just want to ask you if you feel good. If you don't feel wronged, I don't care. "