This story ends here.
So melodramatic, incredibly melodramatic, Yu Xia had to munch on five packs of chips to suppress her melodramatic spirit.
Isn't this the kind of TV drama with forty or fifty episodes that you just can't stop watching?
It's just that these guys' acting isn't as good as the previous two, the biggest laugh was almost at those two almost bursting cardigans.
"Who do you think is the saddest one?"
Ning Yunchao: "It has to be that little pink one! If I were her, I'd want to beat those two scumbags to death! What was her name again, Pink Powder?"
Pei Lu: "Hongfen? Hongfen? Hongfen?"
Chi Qiao shook his head: "What if it's a dialect name?"
Xie Qingci raised an eyebrow: "So if the saddest person in this story is what we need to figure out, our biggest challenge is actually guessing the name correctly?"
"Why don't we just ask," Yu Xia blew on her fingers, intending to call over the little pink one, "Pink brother, yes, you, come over for a second."
