C147 Farewell to Yuexiang

This time, I could imagine what Ye Bing's expression must have been like. She grabbed me and beat me fiercely. Her two little fists were like the rattle of a drum. From the start to the end, she didn't stop, while the surrounding people were laughing so hard that their mouths were hanging open.

This kind of life is what I envied, looked forward to, yearned for, although not great ups and downs