C237 Verbatim

A red cloud flew over to Wu Yimo's face.

Liu Yao said, "Silently, I know you like handsome people, just like how I like rain! "So, you must treat him well. You know, he suffered a lot in the past, so you must treat him well in the future!"

Wu Yimo nodded seriously, "I know! "I will!"

Liu Yao said, "His favorite thing is to paint. No matter what, you have to make him persevere in his dreams