Yuan Yuan was also shocked when he saw the "expressive" Guan Xingrui for the first time.
...Well, compared to the stern face of the child supporter, he really has an expression just by raising a sign.
She didn't even eat the peach, she took the card out of curiosity and compared it to Guan Xingrui's face, "It's a good match!"
This playing card is non-reflective, unlike the wooden cards. Sometimes it changes its angle and looks like a grin. It is too "lively" and not suitable for two or two.
No matter how you turn it around, it’s a flat white paper sign, which goes well with Er Er!
"Of course, I made it myself." Mr. Tong Yangfu still had the same calm tone.
However, while speaking, he calmly reached into the box and took out a wooden sign again, which read - "Proud Face".
The bodyguards couldn't bear to watch anymore...
They can't bear to do this to themselves... If we look at it further, they almost want to immigrate to Mars.
Yuan Yuan clapped his hands in surprise, "It turns out there are other cards!"
Then he happily suggested, "Er Er, let's play quarrel!"
The two grew up together but never had a fight.
Firstly, there is really nothing to argue about, and secondly... with a stern face, you can't argue even if you want to.
But the young man’s foster husband refused flatly, “No noise.”
Still holding the "arrogant face" card in his hand...
"Why?"
"The brand is not enough." He continued to look arrogant...
So two minutes later, the bodyguards were busy looking for the takeaway phone number, while the strange couple went to the study room to make emoticon signs together...
Yuan Yuan's Chinese is still at the level where she can speak and pronounce it, but not very good at writing it. Moreover, she has been accustomed to English since she was a child. Now she can only try to be neat when writing Chinese.
So when she saw Guan Xingrui's strong and elegant handwriting, she was very depressed, "Er Er, why doesn't my Chinese writing look good?"
"Because you just started writing."
Guan Xingrui is not always a big man. When Yuan Yuan is really depressed, he will never hit her again.
But Yuan Yuan was still unhappy, "But I participated in the Confession Contest on Weibo. In the last level, I had to write a handwritten love letter to the person I like."
Although Yuan Yuan does not have a certified public account, he actually has a Weibo account.
However, the reason she originally registered an account was because she had just arrived in City A and was not familiar with the place, so she followed a few Weibo posts that recommended local food so that she could go out and eat with her child supporter.
Er Er is her child adoptive husband, and she has to take good care of him, eh.
This sentence can almost be regarded as the motto of original wish...
As for this confession contest...
In fact, it is one of the common activities on Weibo. When I opened Weibo that day, I happened to see the slogan of this confession contest——
If you love her, join the confession contest for her.
So I decided to participate...
In fact, this is a relatively common sentence pattern, but apart from paying attention to food information, I didn’t go online much, especially when it came to her child adoptive husband, she was always very serious...
It is estimated that even if this sentence appears in front of her a hundred and eighty times in the future, she will still accept such publicity...
After listening to her explanation, Guan Xingrui's face showed no change in expression, but he immediately changed his attitude, "You finish writing first, and I will make you a copybook. You can practice according to it."
Yuan Yuan was stunned, "Er Er, why don't you raise your sign?"
Because I heard that I am about to receive a love letter, and a certain sullen old man doesn’t want to raise the “laugh” sign...
Guan Xingrui glanced at her, and without replying, he stretched out his hand directly, "Where's the love letter?"