C1172 There is not an oil-saving lamp

"What's Darling looking at?"

Ouyang Jingyao looked at him and laughed, "When I went to Hawaii, I suddenly got some inspiration. I thought of a good story and wanted to write it."

Huo Shengzhi hugged her and kissed her: "Does that story have me?"

Ouyang Jingyao placed the notebook on the table, wrapped his arms around his neck and asked: "If I let you choose again