Zerg’s Daughter-in-law Are All 2.4 Meters - Chapter 92

If there are such people in this world, who are not afraid of pain and have no injuries…

The sadness in this world seems to be gathered today, and then let me taste what heartache is.

Does a partner really have to experience life and death to prove love? If love has to be proved, what is sincerity? ! Unexpressed sadness is not necessarily sadness.

Feelings, likes and hates are all feelings. Isn’t it good to be able to accompany and support you as long as you feel? Why dismantle such a combination?

Why…it’s so uncomfortable, it’s good to die like this.

I knelt on the ground and let go of my eyes and muttered, “Wenther…you said I was wrong from the beginning, if you want to be hated, it is better to label yourself according to other people’s ideas from the beginning, what label should it be? Just say something.”

Wenther pressed his finger on the chopsticks for a while, put down the chopsticks and sighed: “Everything has passed, since you have done it, you must recognize it. Whether it is praise or criticism.”

“But…” I opened my mouth.

Wenther’s expression was cold and thin, but he was also indifferent when something happened. I calmed down and smiled bitterly: “I’m still a little naive.”

“It’s good if you know it. In fact, Liang Yan, you are not a smart person. You just received Wilson’s training since childhood. Wisdom can be accumulated. It is normal for you to have such thoughts.” Wenther’s narrow eyes looked over, the corners of his mouth He squeezed tightly: “But this time, it’s true…”

I nodded and simply lay on the ground and shouted, “It’s terrible!”

“Hey, he’s dead!”

“Winther, I need a hug, bear hug! The kind that breaks bones!”

I lay on the ground and rolled around.

Wenther’s forehead throbbed, “Fu Liangyan, I said you’ve had enough, didn’t you just buy instant noodles without seasoning packets! Stupid!”

“Damn it, there is no seasoning package, dear! Don’t you know that instant noodles and seasonings are inseparable true love!” I collapsed looking at the two bowls of soaked instant noodles on the table, the clear soup was lacking in water.

“Originally, instant noodles are just like eating when they smell good, but without the seasoning packets, they don’t smell!” I watched Wenther pick up the chopsticks and put the noodles in his mouth.

grin.

“Is it delicious?” I asked.

Wenther picked up the chopsticks, put them into the noodle bowl, and stuck them out again, twice.

After a while, Wenther put down his chopsticks and said, “Next time…”

I blinked: “Huh? What next time?”

Wenther’s face was stiff: “give me a fork next time you eat instant noodles.”

I:”……”

Sorry I forgot you can’t use chopsticks==